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teen love poem

o dia é feito
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
nobility da morte outra vez
dê-me
são você acordado?
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
as canções antigas
eighty anos passaram, e mais
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido

 



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