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teenage love poem

no alvorecer, disse
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
todo meu amor para meu doce
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
os dias hypocritic
no porto de york novo

 



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