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sad love poem

noch schaukelt ihr Grau Aufsatz über das Meer
in der LageSEIN, jede Seite jeder Frage zu sehen
die Luft ist von Dämmerung und Frühling voll
seit, wenn Sie meine Seite heute bereitstanden
ich loathed Sie
ich rüttele mein Haar im Wind des Morgens
wenn ihr Haar wild flaying
warum dann, Muß wir? sieht
niedrig! ' tis ein Galanacht
ich bin fevered
einige der Hurts, die Sie kuriert haben
entlang den Bänken

 



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