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teenage love poem

todos quiet ao longo do potomac
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
eu sou o vento que wavers
sol e vento e batida do mar
a fragrância veio
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
havia tręs no prado pelo ribeiro
ame-me no último, ou se vocę năo
vinho velho a beber
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
completamente dos rasgos

 



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