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sorry poem

il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
vivo dalla riva del fiume
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
cammino giù i percorsi del giardino
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
e così va
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi

 



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