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break up poem

pensamentos através de minha cabeça
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
é frequentemente não assim?
apenas agora
têm você não ouvido
você está desobstruído
eu sou o vento que wavers
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble

 



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