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sad love poem

uma vez este turf macio
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
eu tive um medo em minha vida
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixőes mais baixas
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
em seu vôo
os prayers brancos pequenos
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
e meu nome é truthful
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
acima de e para baixo vai
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
mas eu năo posso lę-lo agora

 



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