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grandma poem

che cosa io devono voi
ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
č andato
non rimanga nient'altro
ad alcuno i dii grassi
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
ciņ č la canzone della gioventł
cammino gił i percorsi del giardino
i giorni malinconici sono venuto

 



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