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thank you poem

ho vinto la corsa
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
un uccello ha cantato
vi ricordate di
esprimiamo le nostre passioni più basse
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
la nerezza
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
forse è materia che avete morto
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
ciò è l'arsenale
amo le vecchie disposizioni melodious

 



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