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love friendship poem

nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
você ouve a chuva?
o céu
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
têm você andar visto através da vila
última meia-noite
eu ouvi-os na noite
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer

 



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