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retirement poem

tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verăo brilhada
ao lado de um campo stricken
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
eu năo pray para a paz
dentro de minha măo eu prendo
em setembro
como um homem despido mim vai
fala năo bem
caras bonitas, tragical

 



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