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grandmother poem

faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
su e giů va
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
ci era uno strangeness sui vostri labbri
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
travails della terra

 



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