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short love poem

avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
qui si trova una signora la più bella
al lato di un campo raso
rinnovi la visione di piacere
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
è ci qualcuno là
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
passato inesorabile di thou

 



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