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short love poem

da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
lá pela janela na casa velha
para então without
há qualquer um lá
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
quando você vier hoje à noite
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente

 



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