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sad love poem

as cançőes antigas
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
para a verdade, para o amor
a escuridăo rola para cima
moonlight profundo e macio
como um homem despido mim vai
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita

 



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