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sad love poem

eu resido na montanha da tabela
năo há nenhum escape pelo rio
a música i ouvido com vocę era mais do que a música
muito bem, vocę liberais
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
esta é a cançăo da juventude
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
ao lado de um campo stricken

 



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