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daughter poem

riempio questa tazza
travails della terra
vado il mio senso complacently
sole e vento e battimento del mare
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
i giorni hypocritic
così perso
noi che si sono levati in piedi
diami la fame
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
pensieri tramite la mia testa
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
era l'autunno dell'anno

 



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