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retirement poem

eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
sob a folha dusky do laurel
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
como ela
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
ame-me no último, ou se você não
composto do loveliness sozinho
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
olhar além
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
se ele
há uma hora do descanso calmo
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly

 



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