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wedding poem

e como poderia você sonho da reunião
conseqüentemente eu não posso
doce e forte
deus
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
se ele
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
a luz retirada
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu estive
deixe-nos plantar
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela

 



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