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best love poem

serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
duas fileiras dos repolhos
paredes e enorme elevados
o que mim lhe devem
este é o arsenal
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
não se aflija que sobre
bonito
agite
estourou o vinho feroz
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
o que era ele os motores ditos

 



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