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grandmother poem

ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
sentite la pioggia?
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
fate non sentirsi

 



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