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teenage love poem

não gire sua cabeça
a neve sussurra sobre mim
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
dê-me a fome
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
agora quando meus bordos viverem
escute

 



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