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grandma poem

nei loro regimentals ragged
all'interno della mia mano tengo
sotto la luna della raccolta
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
travails della terra
dove io trovili
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
una penna di acciaio

 



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