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mother poem

ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
dal ponticello rude
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
alcuni giorni più ventosi
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
era una bellezza nei giorni
non posso ora dirvi
lasci una conservazione di gioia voi
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
vado il mio senso complacently
piantiamo
dal profondo e l'oscurità

 



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