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sad love poem

quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
ainda treze anos
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
rosas e ouro
melancolia, azul era
ruĂ­dos que strive rasgar
nĂŁo se aflija que sobre
eu vi com olhos abertos
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
nĂłs quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
os dias melancĂłlicos vieram

 



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