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i miss you poem

em todas as coisas não faladas de
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
eu sou fevered
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
você é bonito e desvanecido
o que mim lhe devem

 



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