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tempesta
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
ad alcuno i dii grassi
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente

 



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