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christmas poetry

tutto l'mio amore per il mio dolce
ciò è l'arsenale
e pane del breaketh non di più
da solo
città che non è una città
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
amilo in fine, o se non
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
fiori dei bambini
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
in corridoi di sonno avete vagato vicino

 



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