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grandmother poem

la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
felicitŕ
quale si conservare
migliori che il granito
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
il piů triste dell'anno
i giorni hypocritic
pharaoh, re della terra dell'egitto
le canzoni antiche
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
fate sentirsi
quell'anno

 



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