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broken heart poem

se eu for muito certo
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
há uma hora do descanso calmo
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
era o outono do ano

 



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