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pastor appreciation poem

come candela bianca
ho detto
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
dite che lo amate
sono il vento che esita
vedrò stasera una stella
la festività reale è stata fatta
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
mille anni silenziosi fa
non giri la vostra testa
dal pavimento al soffitto
senza sosta
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù

 



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