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What do you think has become of the young and the old men?
And what do you think has become of the women and children?
They are alive and well somewhere,
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death.



Episódio The Plan da Série 5 de Sete Palmos de Terra. Excerto do poema Song of Myself de Walt Whitman declamado no funeral da personagem Nate.
Francisco Reis