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erotic poem

eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
o sol está acima
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
para a verdade, para o amor
porque assim sad meu encantador?
com o por do sol
renove a visão do prazer


 



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