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cowboy poetry

quando eu era quebrou em Londres
eu gosto d
a escuridão
vinho velho a beber
filhas do tempo
uma pena do aço
em números mournful
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
para a verdade, para o amor
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa

 



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