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grandmother poem

passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
al lover appassionato
tristemente parlando
ombre alate che scopano vicino
quando ero si č rotto a Londra
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
cittŕ che non č una cittŕ
deve andare indietro, ha detto
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra

 



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