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short funny poem

abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
não permaneça não mais
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
eu vi-o uma vez antes
arched a inundação
eu sou fevered
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
diz de épocas velhas boas

 



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