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baby shower poem

três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
eu amei uma mulher
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
antes do saint de bronze solemn
todo meu amor para meu doce
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
do sol nem das estrelas
e meu nome é truthful
a escuridão
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
mil anos silenciosos há
há qualquer um lá

 



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