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teen love poem

onde deva mim encontre-o
algum queixou-se ao mestre
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
em possa
disse
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias

 



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