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wedding poem

não pendure nenhuma grinalda
era não para esse cheiro singular
um history muito notável isto é
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
veja, eles retornam
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
como nivelar cai

 



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