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father poem

perchè così triste mio bello?
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
senza sosta
li ho sentiti nella notte
ha incurvato l'inondazione
andato prima di noi
ho visto la prima pera
sono andato su e giù le vie
là dalla finestra nella vecchia casa
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
prima del san bronze solenne

 



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