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ad alcuno i dii grassi
quale desidero rilevare
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
sopra il fiume beckon a me
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
fra le montagne ho vagato
è andato

 



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