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graduation poem

não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
o que mim lhe devem
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
deixe um sustento da alegria você
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
trançado e tecido

 



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