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son poem

un uccello ha cantato
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
perchè
facce belle e tragical
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
la sua faccia è giusta e liscia e fine
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
dai prati ricchi con cereale

 



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