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love poem

aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
traga-me a canção macia
ame-me no último, ou se você não
eu amei uma mulher
eu estive
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
têm você não ouvido
seu cabelo bonito
em todas as coisas não faladas de
paredes e enorme elevados
há um país completamente do vinho
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro

 



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