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baby shower poem

o oeste velho, o tempo velho
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
são você acordado?
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
eu vi a primeira pera
têm você não ouvido
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
irmão, eu sou fogo
sobre o rio, no monte
antes do saint de bronze solemn

 



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