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grandma poem

una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
quegli occhi neri i una volta cosě elogiato
il corpo puň limitare
il prato stava strisciando
veda lo sperimentale
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite

 



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