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graduation poem

mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
dai nostri posti nascosti
parla non bene
lungo una riva del fiume
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
qui si trova una signora la più bella
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
è ci qualcuno là
amo rubare per un po'via
una parola di volo di qui e là
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione è amore
ci situiamo
forse è materia che avete morto

 



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