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grandmother poem

abbiamo nessuno shame?
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
siete vivi?
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
ottanta anni hanno passato e piů
nei loro regimentals ragged
gli archi del ponticello rosso
morbido come la base nella terra
come livellare cade
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
non dal mondo largo di tutto
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
osservare di lŕ

 



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