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short friendship poem

quando vado di nuovo a terra
quando un atto è fatto per la libertà
chi chiamerà il vento
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
una penna di acciaio
nella terra silenziosa
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
braided e tessuto

 



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