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lost love poem

os dias hypocritic
não gire sua cabeça
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
eu sou velho e cego
seu cabelo bonito
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
eu quero saber onde você vive
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
doubtless eu recordo ainda
todo meu amor para meu doce
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
e como poderia você sonho da reunião

 



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