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romantic love poem

eu não queimo nenhum incense
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
para então without
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
seu cabelo bonito
os poetas dizem
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
cara esposa
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras

 



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