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graduation poem

o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
porque
sad são que sabem não o amor
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
diz de épocas velhas boas
esta é a canção da juventude
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
balançado no berço do profundo

 



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