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romantic love poem

flores dos bebês
eu espero-o
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
era uma beleza nos dias
olhar além
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
era muitas e muito um ano há
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade

 



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