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footprint poem

all'alba, ha detto
glass-blower di tempo
non si addolori che finito
sono andato su e gi le vie
rose ed oro
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente stata mescolata
ho guardato sul cielo glorious
scuro-eyed
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
splendor dolce
ora per una lotta attiva e cheerful

 



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