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retirement poem

era uma beleza nos dias
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
eu quero saber Ă s vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
a neve sussurra sobre mim
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
era uma oysterman novo alto
diga-me nĂŁo
para entĂŁo without
nobility da morte outra vez
material da lua

 



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