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romantic love poems

siete chiari
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
i loro capelli bei
ci è un paese in pieno di vino
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
dal sud alla rottura del giorno
vecchio vino da bere
potrebbe conoscerla nella molla piĂą in anticipo
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti

 



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