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christmas poem

era non per quell'odore singolare
nella sfera
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
ma non posso ora leggerlo
tengo il vostro cuore
ci è uno che quella i amava una volta così tanto
sotto il timone del guerriero
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
passato inesorabile di thou
non sia falso

 



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