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romantic love poem

ciò è la canzone della gioventù
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
poco parco che attraverso
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
sotto il timone del guerriero
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
ci è uno che quella i amava una volta così tanto
là dalla finestra nella vecchia casa
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo

 



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