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baby shower poem

eu vou minha maneira complacently
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
eu gosto d
quando eu retornei no por do sol
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
levantado dos mortos
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
macia agora a luz do dia
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
sadly falando
escuro-eyed

 



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