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travails della terra
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
sono una donna
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
come le aquile sul high alto
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
sotto la luna della raccolta
riempio questa tazza
due file dei cavoli
all'alba, ha detto
ha incurvato l'inondazione
abbiamo nessuno shame?

 



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