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erotic poetry

gaily a través de los campos bailamos
vi la primera pera
estoy viejo y oculto
bucks negros gordos en un cuarto del vino-barril
sobre el río, en la colina
ella puede ser que lo haya sabido en el resorte anterior
lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra
quién es el corredor en los cielos
era una diosa ere el mármol me encontró
en pasillos del sueño usted vagó cerca


 



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