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teen love poem

una vez este césped suave
la noche era negra y drear
la lluvia encima, y el aire brillante
truely
revuelva
mi hijo es muerto y soy persiana que va
a lo largo de una orilla
todo mi amor para mi dulce
dije
ámeme en el último, o si usted no
el aire es como una mariposa
una tormenta está montando en la marea
miré sobre el cielo glorioso
gloom

 



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