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fall poem

dio
basamento qui dal mio lato
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
sono una donna
alti pareti ed enorme
all'interno della mia mano tengo
li ho fatti un'offerta tutto l'addio
la fragranza è venuto
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte
quando il velare dagli occhi è alzato
sono vecchio e cieco

 



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