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suicide poetry

come le aquile sul high alto
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
una foschia stava guidando gi
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
ha detto
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
non posso ora dirvi
e pane del breaketh non di pi
una penna di acciaio
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino

 



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