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mother daughter poem

quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
mi domando dove vivete
ora per una lotta attiva e cheerful
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
ha detto
il corpo può limitare
il cielo
amavo una donna

 



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