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poem for pastors

le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
molto bene, voi liberali
come io aiuti alla destra il mondo che sta andando male
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino č aumentato
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
li prevedo
dai nostri posti nascosti
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
dialo
passato inesorabile di thou
vedrň stasera una stella
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce

 



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