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spanish poem

dove io trovili
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
così perso
dal mare scintillante
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
dicami piĂą di meno o dicami di piĂą
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
ci era uno strangeness sui vostri labbri
quel compagno sconosciuto è venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
sono una donna
i poets dicono a
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
glass-blower di tempo

 



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