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african american poetry

il mio dispiacere, quando qui con me
la signora, il vostro cuore si girata verso polvere
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
mai in tutta la mia vita
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
corsa alto-sopportata
scattando in su, cadendo
ci un'ora di riposo pacifico
quando libert dalla sua altezza della montagna

 



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