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mother poem

la notte scorsa la luna piena ha posto un panno del bianco
bello
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino č aumentato
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicň
benchč sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
cantili ancora alla canzone cantati
ho guardato sul cielo glorious
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
quando libertŕ dalla sua altezza della montagna

 



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