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desolato e solo
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
fate sentirsi
dal ponticello rude
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta

 



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