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best love poem

desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
e meu nome é truthful
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
raça elevado-carregada
eu amei uma mulher
vinho velho a beber
ame-me no último, ou se você não
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
paredes e enorme elevados
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
eu sou velho e cego

 



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