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poem for dad

sono andato su e giů le vie
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
non dal mondo largo di tutto
diami la fame

 



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