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romantic love poems

eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
sobre o rio beckon a mim
cidade que năo é uma cidade
esse ano
cante-o outra vez ŕ cançăo cantado
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma măo
quando eu retornei no por do sol
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful

 



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