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retirement poem

tiveram e i mas encontrado com
eu vi a primeira pera
todos tragam os anos
e ainda andaram sobre
o que mim lhe devem
poderíamos nós mas para saber
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
em seu vôo
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
para a verdade, para o amor
paredes e enorme elevados
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias

 



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