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urdu poetry

non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
ad alcuno i dii grassi
poco parco che attraverso
nelle mattine nube-grige
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
molto bene, voi liberali
alcuni giorni più ventosi
siete il mio compagno
ed il mio nome è sincero

 



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