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lungo una riva del fiume
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
questi sono
persino avrebbe suo scherzo
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
con gli occhi meek e marroni
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
non prego per pace
fate sentirsi
lŕ dalla finestra nella vecchia casa
i loro capelli bei
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso

 



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