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romantic poem

diz de épocas velhas boas
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
os prayers brancos pequenos
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
todos tragam os anos
em possa
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio

 



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