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broken heart poem

simplesmente falando
eu não pray para a paz
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
sob a lua da colheita
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
a noite era preta e drear
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
muito bem, você liberais
e com o pássaro humming
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved

 



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