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retirement poem

ainda treze anos
qual se mantem
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
sol e vento e batida do mar
sabe uma liberação barata
agora que eu lhe esfriei
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
acima de e para baixo vai
levantado dos mortos
eu sei não onde
este é o navio da pérola
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
é ido
em seus regimentals ásperos

 



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