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pastor appreciation poem

amo rubare per un po'via
impaurito nient'altro, dico
desolato e solo
rose ed oro
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
il prato stava strisciando
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
le veritĂ  terribili questi sono
è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies

 



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