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Dolce Fantasia! Be free forever! Everything is ruined by the use
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Where's the cheek that looked too
not be dried? Or the girl whose mouth
The couple is not saddened?
Is there an eye, although the color of the sky, in the long run
not tired? Is there a face
everywhere who would like to meet?
A voice, though sweet, is sweet
always hear? Melts
just touch, sweet, pleasure,
As the rain when the bubble hits.
Let her wander her the winged
What to your mind are a popular
From sweet eyes as the daughter of Ceres
Before the god of torment The
teach the reproach and dismay,
With a waist and hip
white as those of Hebe, when
Fleeing the golden clasp broke the belt
and down the robe fell at his feet,
While a fresh cup she held in her hand -
felt languid and Jupiter - Break the mesh of silk
leash, free fantasy
Quick break the rope that binds,
similar joys and you will have. Let your imagination roam
always, is always somewhere else
pleasure.
Fantasia
of John Keats (buried in a fantastic location in the heart of our city)
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