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retirement poem

são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
balançado no berço do profundo
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
eu vou minha maneira complacently
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?

 



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