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best friend poem

com os olhos meek, marrons
deve ir para trás, disse
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
completamente dos rasgos
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
ame-me no último, ou se você não

 



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