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life poem

quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
até sua janela da câmara
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
os arcos da ponte vermelha
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
cara esposa
são você acordado?

 



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