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romantic poem

sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
ancora tredici anni
contro la fiamma verde dell'cratego-albero
alti pareti ed enorme
diami la fame
ci era uno strangeness sui vostri labbri
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
la musica i si è sentita con voi era più della musica
era non per quell'odore singolare
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano

 



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