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erotic poem

quando ero un ragazzo all'università
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
la nerezza
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
buona donna
dialo
calma come che seconda estate
ora per una lotta attiva e cheerful
lungo una riva del fiume
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
è ci qualcuno là
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
le vecchie canzoni
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina

 



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