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thank you poem

esta é a canção da juventude
faça exame de meus bracelets
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
o sol está acima
simplicity
eu amei uma mulher
era não para esse cheiro singular
eu quero saber onde você vive

 



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