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retirement poem

quando vado di nuovo a terra
dolce e forte
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
pensieri tramite la mia testa
diami la fame
basamento qui dal mio lato
debole-è traversata la canzone
lo ho visto una volta prima
non rimanga nient'altro
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies
ci è un'ora di riposo pacifico

 



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