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calma come che seconda estate
una foschia stava guidando giù
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
qui si trova una signora la più bella
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
diami la fame
ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
sopra i tetti corra le ombre delle nubi
senza sosta

 



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