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halloween poem

dai prati ricchi con cereale
dove io trovili
notte mysterious
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
nobility della morte ancora
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
poco parco che attraverso
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
chi è il corridore nei cieli

 



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