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teen love poem

el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
hay tres maneras de las cuales los hombres toman
cuando libertad de su altura de la montaña
usted dice que usted me ama
había una época en años anteriores
una vez este césped suave
hay una hora del resto pacífico
reservado, con reverance, en temor
el banquete real fue hecho
el amanecer era verde
no éramos muchos
los pasillos de mármol resounding largos

 



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