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con gli occhi meek e marroni
gloom
braided e tessuto
movimento del vostro corpo è come musica
dite che lo amate
quando libertà dalla sua altezza della montagna
in settembre
uno sguardo è ma un raggio
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
ora

 



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