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grandma poem

la musica i si č sentita con voi era piů della musica
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
due file dei cavoli
morbido come la base nella terra
ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
al lato di un campo raso
desolato e solo
quando libertŕ dalla sua altezza della montagna
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno

 



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