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romantic poem

ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
come un uomo nudo io va
dite che lo amate
in pieno delle rotture
la musica i si č sentita con voi era piů della musica
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
amo rubare per un po'via
cosě perso
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
oscillato nella culla del profondo

 



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