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baby shower poem

perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
dai prati ricchi con cereale
sono fevered
a volte mi domando se è realmente allineare
basamento qui dal mio lato
quando venite stasera

 



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