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baby shower poem

desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
as canções antigas
do assoalho ao teto
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
veja que eu me dou a você
eu sou uma mulher
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
última meia-noite
porque
ruídos que strive rasgar
fraco-é voada a canção
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido

 



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