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romantic poetry

os poetas dizem
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
dê-me
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
através do peito aching da terra larga
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear

 



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