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romantic love poem

il aurait même sa plaisanterie
clair de lune profond et tendre
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi
améliorez que le granit
regardez dehors sur les étoiles, mon amour
il y a un pays complètement de vin
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
dans des nombres mournful
aimez-moi enfin, ou si vous pas
j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness

 



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