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mother daughter poem

sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
il giorno è fatto
uno con voi
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
ciò è l'arsenale
era un oysterman giovane alto
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
impaurito nient'altro, dico
rinnovi la visione di piacere
stuff della luna

 



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