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sad love poem

eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
têm você andar visto através da vila
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
uma vida na onda do oceano
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
eu sou velho e cego
é ido
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
com os olhos meek, marrons
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
em seu vôo

 



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