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grandmother poem

non sia falso
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione č amore
non giri la vostra testa
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
mai in tutta la mia vita
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente

 



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