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sad love poem

cómoyo ayude a la derecha al mundo que va mal
quién nombrará el viento
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido
ahora que me he refrescado a usted
mire hacia fuera sobre las estrellas, mi amor
oscuro-eyed
es usted despierto?
la hija, arte del thou viene morir
caras hermosas, tragical

 



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