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sorry poem

a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
temos nós nenhum shame?
doubtless eu recordo ainda
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
eu sei não onde
ao amante passionate
escute
mulher boa
felicidade
uma vez este turf macio
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
você diz que você me ama
eu prendo seu coração

 



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