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friendship poems

perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
lĂ  dalla finestra nella vecchia casa
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittĂ 
indietro, giri indietro
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
quando ero un ragazzo all'universitĂ 

 



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