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funeral poem

la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
nobility della morte ancora
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
lungamente fa la luce solare di estate lucidare
sotto la luna della raccolta
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
il dolce con il fern ed č aumentato
la neve bisbiglia circa me
persino avrebbe suo scherzo
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite

 



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