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death poetry

e pão do breaketh mais
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
não seja falso
receoso não mais, eu digo
em possa
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola

 



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