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mom poem

ciň č l'arsenale
poco parco che attraverso
su e giů va
la sua faccia č giusta e liscia e fine
sto cantando voi
pensieri tramite la mia testa
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
e come potreste sogno della riunione
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
sotto il timone del guerriero

 



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