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love poem

fiori dei bambini
quando vado di nuovo a terra
travails della terra
l'odore del č aumentato cosě falso, le spine cosě allineare
amavo una donna
per allora senza
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
poco cancello č stato raggiunto in fine
le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
abbiamo nessuno shame?

 



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