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mother daughter poem

sad são que sabem não o amor
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
vinho velho a beber
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
lá pela janela na casa velha
dê-me a fome
dê-me
homem frio stern
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
escuro-eyed
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies

 



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