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romantic love poem

ruídos que strive rasgar
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
há qualquer um lá
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
nós colocamos
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
duas fileiras dos repolhos
mas alas, sonhos justos
eu ganhei a raça
muito bem, você liberais

 



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