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friendship poem

l'aria è come una farfalla
noi che si sono levati in piedi
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
bello
perchè così triste mio bello?
rinnovi la visione di piacere
il cielo
non brucio incenso
siete vivi?

 



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