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sorry poem

uma pena do aço
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
eu vi a primeira pera
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
melhore do que o granito
você ouve a chuva?
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras

 



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