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retirement poem

você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
você diz que você me ama
a fragrância veio
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
doce e forte
completamente dos rasgos
é frequentemente não assim?
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
perguntam-me onde eu estive
eu estive
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre

 



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