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baby shower poem

dai prati ricchi con cereale
fate sentirsi
come le aquile sul high alto
mi domando dove vivete
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
in tutte le cose non parlate di
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
da solo
sopra loro tutte, osservando giů
prima del san bronze solenne
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscuritŕ
e pane del breaketh non di piů
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore

 



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