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love poem quote

todos tragam os anos
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
em e sobre
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
o céu
eu vou minha maneira complacently
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir

 



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