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broken heart poem

há qualquer um lá
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
o corpo pode confinar
composto do loveliness sozinho
eu encho este copo
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
para a verdade, para o amor
paredes e enorme elevados
em números mournful
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
ido antes de nós
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares

 



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