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teen love poem

eu não queimo nenhum incense
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
um history muito notável isto é
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
cara esposa
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
os arcos da ponte vermelha
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo

 



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