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grandmother poem

travails della terra
quell'anno
fino alla sua finestra dell'alloggiamento
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai
non rimanga nient'altro
aumentato dai morti
era non per quell'odore singolare

 



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