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grandmother poem

a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
agora quando meus bordos viverem
felicidade
qual se mantem
melhore do que o granito
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
o mais saddest do ano
os dias hypocritic
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
as canções antigas
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
têm você ouvido
esse ano

 



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