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sex poem

e con l'uccello di ronzio
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
chi è il corridore nei cieli
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto
veda lo sperimentale
andato prima di noi

 



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