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graduation poem

fraco-é voada a canção
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
composto do loveliness sozinho
as canções velhas
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos

 



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