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retirement poem

é ido
com os olhos meek, marrons
eu gosto d
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
é frequentemente não assim?
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo

 



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