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thanksgiving poem

quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
dal puntello, dal mare
buona donna
siete svegli?
è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies
portimi la canzone morbida
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
siete bei e sbiaditi
al lato di un campo raso
prima del san bronze solenne
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
una storia molto notevole questo è

 



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