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lost love poem

faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
há uma hora do descanso calmo
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
fala não bem
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
travails da terra
talvez
nós colocamos
quem estará nomeando o vento
eu vou minha maneira complacently
é frequentemente não assim?
pouca porta foi alcançada no último

 



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