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graduation poem

era muitas e muito um ano há
se ele
quem ama a chuva
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
eu sou velho e cego
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
o céu
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
mas eu năo posso lę-lo agora
qual se mantem
trançado e tecido
a neve sussurra sobre mim
com o por do sol

 



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