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romantic love poem

a escuridão rola para cima
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
caras bonitas, tragical
em e sobre
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada

 



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