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sex poem

esprimiamo le nostre passioni più basse
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
dal ponticello rude
siete chiari
ottanta anni hanno passato e più
potremmo ma sapere
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
ma non posso ora leggerlo
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
perchè facciali sempre basamento là che rabbrividisce
lo ho visto una volta prima
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
moonlight profondo e tenero

 



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