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wedding poem

eu ganhei a raça
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
existir da cisne
uma tempestade está montando na maré
não seja falso
assim perdido
dê-me
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
e pão do breaketh mais
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
eighty anos passaram, e mais
sol e vento e batida do mar

 



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