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sad poem

deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
com os olhos meek, marrons
cara esposa
veja, eles retornam
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
você diz que você me ama

 



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