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teen love poem

come le aquile sul high alto
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
amavo una donna
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
i loro capelli bei
il cielo
quale si conservare
non eravamo molti
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
il giorno è fatto
è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies
dal sud alla rottura del giorno
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra

 



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