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wedding poem

a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
calma como que segundo verão
sad são que sabem não o amor
o céu
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
temos nós nenhum shame?
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
três anos há hoje
nossos momentos agradáveis voam

 



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