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love poem quote

qual se mantem
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
tręs dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
em e sobre
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
a escuridăo
acima dos prados ricos com milho
eu estive pelo casement aberto

 



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