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teenage love poem

la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
fino alla sua finestra dell'alloggiamento

 



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