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baby shower poem

sotto il timone del guerriero
bello
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
riempio questa tazza
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi

 



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