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christmas poetry

amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
quando ero si rotto a Londra
come un uomo nudo io va
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
debole- traversata la canzone
nei loro regimentals ragged
potremmo ma sapere
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
dal ponticello rude
migliori che il granito

 



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