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baby shower poem

sobre o rio beckon a mim
raça elevado-carregada
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
o prado estava rastejando
acima de e para baixo vai
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
conseqüentemente eu não posso
todo meu amor para meu doce
diga-me não
a noite era preta e drear
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
era uma oysterman novo alto

 



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