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poem for dad

o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
passado unrelenting do thou

 



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