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thanksgiving poem

potremmo ma sapere
le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
la mia anima č un campo arato scuro
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
ma non posso ora leggerlo
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai

 



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