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thanksgiving poem

veda che mi ḍ voi
non si addolori che finito
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti
calma come che seconda estate
musing, fra il tramonto e l'oscurità
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless

 



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