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sorry poem

deixe-nos plantar
todo meu amor para meu doce
sadly falando
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
eu resido na montanha da tabela
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
deve ir para trás, disse
sono, irmăo cinzento da morte
e com o pássaro humming
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- săo liars
tęm vocę andar visto através da vila

 



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