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retirement poem

eu não posso dizê-lo agora
em sua barraca guardada
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
acima dos prados ricos com milho
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
como uma vela branca
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo

 



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