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friendship poems

i loro capelli bei
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente
dal ponticello rude
figlie di tempo
prenda i miei bracelets
ci è un paese in pieno di vino
il più triste dell'anno
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
alcuni giorni più ventosi
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma

 



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