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teen love poem

dove io trovili
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
la notte č scura ed i venti di inverno
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
non ci č moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si č sviluppata
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
sopra-avevo preparato l'evento
in possa
ha detto
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly

 



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