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marriage poem

a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
como ela
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
eu vou minha maneira complacently
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
era muitas e muito um ano há
veja, eles retornam
mas alas, sonhos justos
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza

 



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