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baby poem

in sua tenda custodita
quando ero un ragazzo all'universitŕ
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
tempesta
come un uomo nudo io va
perchč allora, il mosto noi vede?
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
in possa
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle

 



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