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christmas poem

il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
quando ho rinviato al tramonto
non ci è fuga dal fiume
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
come io aiuti alla destra il mondo che sta andando male
persino avrebbe suo scherzo
ci situiamo
disprezzo i miei amici più di voi
perchè
chi chiamerà il vento
parla non bene
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
in sua tenda custodita

 



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