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grandma poem

e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
lasci una conservazione di gioia voi
riassunto su una notte di volo
ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa
musing, fra il tramonto e l'oscurità
dai nostri posti nascosti
al lato di un campo raso
ora
sotto la mia finestra in una via della città
moonlight profondo e tenero
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
la penso splendido giusto
siete il mio compagno
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro

 



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