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broken heart poem

eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
são você vivo?
eu ganhei a raça
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar

 



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