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halloween poem for kid

a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
poderíamos nós mas para saber
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
eu vi com olhos abertos
lá pela janela na casa velha
todo meu amor para meu doce
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- săo liars
eu vi-o uma vez antes
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola

 



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