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romantic poetry

travails da terra
e meu nome é truthful
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
o sol está acima
eu vou minha maneira complacently
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
teria mesmo seu gracejo
as estrelas caíram do heaven

 



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