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teen love poem

eu não queimo nenhum incense
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
trançado e tecido
eu sou fevered
porque assim sad meu encantador?
veja o tentative
um com você
você é meu companheiro
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
um pensamento doce solemn
a algum os deuses gordos
os corredores de mármore resounding longos

 



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