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poem for pastors

quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
il mio dispiacere, quando č qui con me
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
esprimiamo le nostre passioni piů basse
cittŕ che non č una cittŕ
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
quando ero si č rotto a Londra

 



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