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sympathy poem

non prego per pace
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
i giorni hypocritic
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
il padrone dei destini umani sono io
ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
sotto il timone del guerriero
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous

 



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