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broken heart poem

um history muito notável isto é
mundo que muda sob minha mão
acima de e para baixo vai
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
paredes e enorme elevados
dê-me
doubtless eu recordo ainda
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
carrinho aqui por meu lado
em seu vôo
macia weeping

 



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