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love friendship poem

se ele
o ar Ă© como uma borboleta
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
sĂŁo vocĂŞ acordado?
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
Ăşltima meia-noite
sumário em uma noite do vôo

 



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