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romantic poetry

ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
não se aflija que sobre
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
seu cabelo bonito
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
felicidade

 



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