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best love poem

mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
poco cancello è stato raggiunto in fine
sotto la mia finestra in una via della città
perchè così triste mio bello?
una storia molto notevole questo è
corsa alto-sopportata
diami la fame

 



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