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i miss you poem

non brucio incenso
nei loro regimentals ragged
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
dio
chi chiamer il vento
non posso ora dirvi
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
dove io trovili
lasci una conservazione di gioia voi
nei numeri mournful
ora
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro t
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me

 



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