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grandma poem

sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
sto cantando voi
siete il mio compagno
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
vecchio vino da bere
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
al lover appassionato
perchè facciali sempre basamento là che rabbrividisce
siete svegli?
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
indietro, giri indietro

 



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