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romantic love poem

minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
eu estou morrendo
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
como um homem despido mim vai
eu sou uma mulher

 



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