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baby shower poem

fiori dei bambini
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
quando vado di nuovo a terra
dal ponticello rude
poco parco che attraverso
lo ho visto una volta prima
nel vostro volo
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
dal profondo e l'oscuritĂ 
dite che lo amate
al lato di un campo raso
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato

 



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