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sorry poem

sopra-avevo preparato l'evento
stuff della luna
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
ascolti
sono il vento che esita
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me

 



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