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father poem

veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
ciò è la canzone della gioventù
la luce ritirata
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
li ho fatti un'offerta tutto l'addio
braided e tessuto
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
ultima mezzanotte

 



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