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romantic love poem

nossos momentos agradáveis voam
perguntam-me onde eu estive
era uma beleza nos dias
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada

 



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