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sad poem

amo rubare per un po'via
ciň č la nave della perla
l'odore del č aumentato cosě falso, le spine cosě allineare
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
morbidamente ora la luce del giorno
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
il mio dispiacere, quando č qui con me
prima del san bronze solenne
potremmo ma sapere
che probabilitŕ spiteful ruba i unawares
ora per una lotta attiva e cheerful

 



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