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i miss you poem

veda, rinviano
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
sole e vento e battimento del mare
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della città
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
della l'oscurità e pace nel mia base finale

 



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