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li ha fatti mai vedono un coccodrillo
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
cara moglie
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
non brucio incenso
non giri la vostra testa
per verità, per amore
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
ottanta anni hanno passato e più
uomo freddo severo

 



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