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teenage love poem

eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
do assoalho ao teto
muito bem, você liberais
deixe-me ser sad
quando eu retornei no por do sol
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
uma pena do aço
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante

 



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