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retirement poem

era o outono do ano
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
deus
agora que eu lhe esfriei
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
olhar além
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
temos nós nenhum shame?
nós colocamos
as estrelas caíram do heaven
doubtless eu recordo ainda
eu ouvi-os na noite
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada

 



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