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sad love poem

ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
aumentato dai morti
quando libertà dalla sua altezza della montagna
non brucio incenso
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
siete bei e sbiaditi
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
una vita sull'onda dell'oceano
il dolce con il fern ed è aumentato

 



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