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grandma poem

burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
forse
hanno avuti lui e la i ma venuto a contatto di
una foschia stava guidando gił
ciņ č l'arsenale
splendor dolce
era l'autunno dell'anno
perchč sono le cose che non hanno morte
osservare di lą
ci č un'ora di riposo pacifico
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima č athirst
dal ponticello rude

 



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