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teen love poem

năo gire sua cabeça
veja o tentative
a neve sussurra sobre mim
completamente dos rasgos
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
os prayers brancos pequenos
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
năo se aflija que sobre
diz de épocas velhas boas
agite

 



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