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thanksgiving poem

l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
hanno avuti lui e la i ma venuto a contatto di
veda che mi dò voi
la fragranza è venuto
dal profondo e l'oscurità
così caduto
il merriment infinito e insensato delle stelle
contro la fiamma verde dell'cratego-albero

 



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