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pumpkin poem

una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
ed il mio nome è sincero
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
impaurito nient'altro, dico
che cosa era esso i motori detti
all'interno della mia mano tengo
morbido come la base nella terra
ciò è la canzone della gioventù
tutto l'mio amore per il mio dolce
morbidamente piangendo
sono fevered
un pensiero dolce solenne
faccialo rotare giù dal prato

 



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