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teenage love poem

limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
ame-me no último, ou se você não
e pão do breaketh mais
as canções velhas
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
eu encho este copo
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
o dia é feito
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
eighty anos passaram, e mais

 



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