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teenage love poem

meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
apenas agora
quem estará nomeando o vento
escute
eu sou fevered
com os olhos meek, marrons
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
muito bem, vocę liberais
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
noite misteriosa

 



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