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romantic love poem

limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
mas alas, sonhos justos
uma pena do aço
muito bem, você liberais
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
quem ama a chuva
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
agora quando meus bordos viverem
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
você recorda

 



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