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sorry poem

della l'oscuritŕ e pace nel mia base finale
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
ci č un paese in pieno di vino
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
eliminazione, lottante vainly

 



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