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best love poem

questi sono
scattando in su, cadendo
non giri la vostra testa
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
la festivitŕ reale č stata fatta
ci č un paese in pieno di vino
passato inesorabile di thou
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani

 



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