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love friendship poem

eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
o céu
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos

 



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