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graduation poem

há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
o mais saddest do ano
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
melhore do que o granito
noite misteriosa
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
você recorda
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento

 



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