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religious poem

una foschia stava guidando giù
hanno avuti lui e la i ma venuto a contatto di
ascolti il mare suonante
moonlight profondo e tenero
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
nobility della morte ancora
riempio questa tazza
ci è un paese in pieno di vino
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
al lover appassionato
glooms delle viv-quercie

 



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