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teen love poem

os dias melancólicos vieram
cidade que não é uma cidade
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
calma como que segundo verão
o doce com fern e levantou-se
eu espero-o
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita

 



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