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retirement poem

em todas as coisas não faladas de
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
sadly falando
onde deva mim encontre-o
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
fraco-é voada a canção
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore

 



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