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teen love poem

este é o arsenal
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
sob a folha dusky do laurel
composto do loveliness sozinho

 



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