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erotic poem

pouca porta foi alcançada no último
teria mesmo seu gracejo
eu vou minha maneira complacently
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
quem estará nomeando o vento
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
a festa real foi feita
travails da terra

 



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