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a fragrância veio
em seus regimentals ásperos
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
o corpo pode confinar
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
arched a inundação
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
travails da terra
para a verdade, para o amor
se ele

 



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