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romantic love poem

a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
o que nós fará agora
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
os poetas dizem
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho

 



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