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thanksgiving poem

il giorno č fatto
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente č stata mescolata
una vita sull'onda dell'oceano
perchč cosě triste mio bello?
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
metŕ di piaceri e palazzi benchč possiamo vagare

 



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