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sad love poem

buona donna
bello
ultima mezzanotte
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
penso spesso alla cittŕ bella
figlie di tempo
come io aiuti alla destra il mondo che sta andando male
esistere dello swan
la mia anima č un campo arato scuro
la sua faccia č giusta e liscia e fine
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo

 



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