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teenage love poem

caras bonitas, tragical
pela costa, pelo mar
nobility da morte outra vez
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
era muitas e muito um ano há
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
minha măe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu quero saber ŕs vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
travails da terra
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
um com vocę
as verdades terríveis estes sejam

 



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