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i miss you poem

eu năo posso sempre sentir seu greatness
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
năo seja falso
em todas as coisas năo faladas de
o ar é como uma borboleta
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer

 



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