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christmas poem

se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
fiori dei bambini
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
era non per quell'odore singolare
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino è aumentato

 



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