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teen love poem

o prado estava rastejando
escute o mar soando
há qualquer um lá
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
talvez

 



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