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wedding poem

homem frio stern
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
não seja falso
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
vivido pelo river-side
eu tenho que dizer good-night
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
traga-me a canção macia

 



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