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pumpkin poem

ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
dal pavimento al soffitto
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino è aumentato
passato inesorabile di thou
non dal mondo largo di tutto

 



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