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ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
ora per una lotta attiva e cheerful
riempio questa tazza
veda, rinviano
lascilo essere triste
i poets dicono a
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
dite che lo amate
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione č amore
la fragranza č venuto
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
provato nel glimmer nei vostri occhi

 



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