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sex poem

come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
città che non è una città
è andato
tempesta
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
amo rubare per un po'via
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
una foschia stava guidando giù
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble

 



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