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son poem

vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
che cosa noi ora farà
all'alba, ha detto
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
veda, rinviano
ciò è l'arsenale
perchè
alti pareti ed enorme
morbido come la base nella terra
il corpo può limitare
non sia arrabbiato con me

 



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