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son poem

dove io trovili
sono vecchio e cieco
non brucio incenso
ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
mai in tutta la mia vita
era una bellezza nei giorni
lŕ dalla finestra nella vecchia casa
siete vivi?
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo

 



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