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love friendship poem

non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
sentite la pioggia?
il cielo
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
ultima mezzanotte
li ho sentiti nella notte
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire

 



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