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grandma poem

quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della città
qui cade nessuna luce
e con l'uccello di ronzio
poco parco che attraverso
lo ho visto una volta prima
della l'oscurità e pace nel mia base finale
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
su e giù va
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
uno sguardo è ma un raggio
come le aquile sul high alto
come candela bianca

 



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