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se esso
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
diami la fame
ha incurvato l'inondazione
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
sono vecchio e cieco
come un uomo nudo io va
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
quel compagno sconosciuto è venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra

 



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