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love poem quote

eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
rosas e ouro
deixe um sustento da alegria você
se ele
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
quem ama a chuva
na esfera
deixe-nos plantar
eu estive pelo casement aberto
com alegria e maravilha

 



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