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lost love poem

quando eu era quebrou em Londres
os dias hypocritic
os poetas dizem
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
até sua janela da câmara
gloom
eu vou minha maneira complacently
eu năo posso dizę-lo agora
escuro-eyed
eu tenho que dizer good-night
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida

 



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