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lost love poem

meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
no porto de york novo
eu penso d esplêndido justo
cai aqui nenhuma luz
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
o que era ele os motores ditos
eu tenho que dizer good-night
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
teria mesmo seu gracejo

 



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