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baby shower poem

minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
ruídos que strive rasgar
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
o corpo pode confinar
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
em seus regimentals ásperos
têm você ouvido

 



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