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pumpkin poem

il piů triste dell'anno
parla non bene
due file dei cavoli
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
movimento del vostro corpo č come musica
ma non posso ora leggerlo
su e giů va
le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente

 



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