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sorry poem

quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
macio como a cama na terra
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
com os olhos meek, marrons
eu prendo seu coração
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
travails da terra
há qualquer um lá
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
escuro-eyed
diga-me não
disse

 



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