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father poem

veja, desta moeda falsa dele
eu sei não onde
eu penso d esplêndido justo
ame-me no último, ou se você não
eu gosto d
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
uma vez este turf macio
teria mesmo seu gracejo
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
se eu for muito certo
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars

 



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