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mother daughter poem

ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
come le aquile sul high alto
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
era una bellezza nei giorni
debole-è traversata la canzone
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
ancora tredici anni
in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente

 



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