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la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
ha incurvato l'inondazione
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si è sviluppata
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?

 



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