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teen love poem

quando eu era um menino na faculdade
o mais saddest do ano
quem é o corredor nos céus
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
fora do mar sparkling
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
as montanhas săo povos silenciosos
completamente dos rasgos
eu sou uma mulher
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
acima do sul na ruptura do dia

 



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