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thanksgiving poem

che cosa era esso i motori detti
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
perchč facciali sempre basamento lŕ che rabbrividisce
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
nei numeri mournful
dai prati ricchi con cereale
sono una donna

 



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