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romantic love poems

eu sou velho e cego
eu ouvi-os na noite
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
quando você vier hoje à noite
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
perguntam-me onde eu estive
era não para esse cheiro singular
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés

 



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