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fall poem

il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti
la penso splendido giusto
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
sotto il timone del guerriero
cosě perso
eliminazione, lottante vainly
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
veda, rinviano
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
sono il vento che esita
riassunto su una notte di volo
chi č il corridore nei cieli

 



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