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christmas poem

ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
ha detto
come esso
siete bei e sbiaditi
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
semplicitą
metą di piaceri e palazzi benchč possiamo vagare
amo rubare per un po'via
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
sono andato su e gił le vie
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage
fate sentirsi
non sia falso

 



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