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pastor appreciation poem

ha scoppiato il vino feroce
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
sotto la luna della raccolta
conosco che cosa state andando dire
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
mi chiedono dove sono stato

 



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