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romantic love poems

dentro de minha mão eu prendo
deus
em sua barraca guardada
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
splendor doce
era uma beleza nos dias
composto do loveliness sozinho
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
lá pela janela na casa velha
quem é o corredor nos céus
acima dos prados ricos com milho
o céu
melhore do que o granito

 



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