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father poem

apenas agora
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
em e sobre
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
há um país completamente do vinho
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
em seus regimentals ásperos
as canções antigas
eu vi com olhos abertos
vontade você glimmer no mar?
mundo que muda sob minha mão

 



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