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thanksgiving poem

sono il vento che esita
amo le vecchie disposizioni melodious
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicò
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
la festività reale è stata fatta
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
moonlight profondo e tenero
il sole è in su
devo dire buona notte
le ombre pongono lungo broadway
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
per venire così presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscurità
alti pareti ed enorme

 



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