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romantic poem

os prayers brancos pequenos
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
paredes e enorme elevados
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
na meia-noite
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
ao longo dos bancos
rosas e ouro
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
faça exame de meus bracelets
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
a algum os deuses gordos

 



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