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erotic poem

as canções antigas
era muitas e muito um ano há
doubtless eu recordo ainda
têm você andar visto através da vila
não seja falso
deixe-me ser sad
você recorda
era não para esse cheiro singular
há uma hora do descanso calmo
veja, eles retornam
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido

 



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