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mother daughter poem

sono fevered
città che non è una città
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
non sia falso
in tutte le cose non parlate di
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
veda che mi dò voi
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscuritĂ 
dai nostri posti nascosti
composto del loveliness da solo
che cosa noi ora farĂ 

 



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