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grandma poem

vi ricordate di
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
i giorni hypocritic
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
al lover appassionato
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
perchč cosě triste mio bello?

 



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