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break up poem

em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
não permaneça não mais
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
você está desobstruído
você diz que você me ama
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
de nossos lugares escondidos
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim

 



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