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romantic love poem

veja, eles retornam
flores dos bebês
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
as canções antigas
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
truely
simplesmente falando
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
quem é o corredor nos céus
desolado e solitário
cidade que não é uma cidade

 



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