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halloween poem for kid

frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
eu estive pelo casement aberto
são você acordado?
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
vinho velho a beber
filhas do tempo
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
ao longo de um river-side
não se aflija que sobre
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta

 



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