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graduation poem

piantiamo
conosco non dove
ed il mio nome sincero
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
la festivit reale stata fatta
quando ero si rotto a Londra
amo rubare per un po'via
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
uno con voi
tristemente parlando
morbidamente piangendo
dite che lo amate
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si sviluppata

 



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