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romantic love poem

eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
talvez
acima de e para baixo vai
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
algum queixou-se ao mestre
passado unrelenting do thou
eu disse
no porto de york novo
nós não éramos muitos
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
você é meu companheiro
como um homem despido mim vai


 



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