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love poem

eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
alguns dias mais ventosos
os prayers brancos pequenos
uma pena do aço
faça exame de meus bracelets
ao longo dos bancos
na terra silenciosa
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful

 



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