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marriage poem

o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
fora do mar sparkling
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
eu amei uma mulher
arched a inundação
sadly falando
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
ao longo dos bancos
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
uplifting, como o vento fundiu

 



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