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il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
sono vecchio e cieco
dal puntello, dal mare
ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
ci era uno strangeness sui vostri labbri
quel compagno sconosciuto č venuto sul mescolareare i piedi

 



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