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erotic poem

una penna di acciaio
e pane del breaketh non di piĂą
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
alti pareti ed enorme
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
il fratello, sono fuoco
pharaoh, re della terra dell'egitto
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
così caduto
era l'autunno dell'anno

 



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