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gothic poetry

brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
os arcos da ponte vermelha
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
o mais saddest do ano
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
têm você não ouvido

 



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