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sad love poem

vinho velho a beber
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
era muitas e muito um ano há
irmão, eu sou fogo
três anos há hoje
têm você andar visto através da vila
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
na esfera
cara esposa
os arcos da ponte vermelha
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
eu sou velho e cego

 



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