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romantic poem

i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
era un oysterman giovane alto
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
amo rubare per un po'via
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
perchč
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
cittŕ che non č una cittŕ
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
č andato
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio

 



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