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romantic love poem

rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
vi ricordate di
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
le ombre delle navi
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
la fragranza è venuto
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
li prevedo
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
in sua tenda custodita
nei numeri mournful

 



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