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romantic love poem

sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
nei numeri mournful
la sua faccia č giusta e liscia e fine
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
per veritŕ, per amore
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
lascilo essere triste

 



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