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christmas poem

nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
ombre alate che scopano vicino
con gioia e wonder
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
nel porto di nuovo York
che probabilità spiteful ruba i unawares
fino alla sua finestra dell'alloggiamento

 



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