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romantic poem

ho vinto la corsa
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si è sviluppata
dal profondo e l'oscurità
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione è amore
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
vi ricordate di
li ho fatti un'offerta tutto l'addio
l'alba era verde mela
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
stuff della luna
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
glooms delle viv-quercie
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo

 



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