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romantic love poems

os céus que eram ashen e sober
ido antes de nós
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
era uma beleza nos dias
eu sou o vento que wavers
fora do mar sparkling
todos tragam os anos
eu vi que o deus vocę a duvida?

 



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