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love poems

travails da terra
eu despise meus amigos mais do que vocę
e ainda andaram sobre
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
teria mesmo seu gracejo
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
eu estou morrendo
estourou o vinho feroz
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhă
melancolia, azul era
muito bem, vocę liberais

 



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