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quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
dal pavimento al soffitto
morbidamente ora la luce del giorno
impaurito nient'altro, dico
il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti
esprimiamo le nostre passioni pił basse
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
scattando in su, cadendo
come le aquile sul high alto
non ci č fuga dal fiume
abbiamo nessuno shame?

 



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