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broken heart poem

a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
onde deva mim encontre-o
eu sou uma mulher
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
săo vocę acordado?
nunca em toda minha vida
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
cara esposa
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
eu resido na montanha da tabela
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
havia um momento em anos anteriores

 



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