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sad love poem

mulher boa
bonito
última meia-noite
eu tive um medo em minha vida
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
filhas do tempo
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
existir da cisne
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
agora quando meus bordos viverem

 



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