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friendship poem

quando você vier hoje à noite
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
truely
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
no porto de york novo
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
uma vida na onda do oceano
o sol está acima
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
ainda treze anos

 



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