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marriage poem

a escuridão rola para cima
em sua barraca guardada
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
são você acordado?
antes do saint de bronze solemn
têm você andar visto através da vila
e meu nome é truthful
não seja falso
eu vi a primeira pera
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha

 



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