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romantic love poems

velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
em todas as coisas não faladas de
vivido pelo river-side
estes sejam
eu penso d esplêndido justo
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
acima dos prados ricos com milho
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro

 



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