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teen love poem

ihr Gesicht ist angemessen und glatt und fein
die hypocritic Tage
ich brenne keinen Duft
die einzelne zusammengeprgessene angehobene Faust und bereiten vor
holen Sie mir weichen Song
einige der Hurts, die Sie kuriert haben
machen Sie sich nicht Sorgen, daĂź er rĂĽber sein
haben Sie gesehenes Gehen durch das Dorf

 



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