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graduation poem

eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
era não para esse cheiro singular
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
sobre o rio beckon a mim
receoso não mais, eu digo
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
noite misteriosa
eu disse
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
com os olhos meek, marrons
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous

 



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