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gothic poetry

é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
conseqüentemente eu não posso
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
eu estive
através do peito aching da terra larga
o doce com fern e levantou-se

 



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