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thanksgiving poem

una pesca piccola nel frutteto si è sviluppata
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
come le aquile sul high alto
contro la fiamma verde dell'cratego-albero
dialo
ho visto le stelle più fiere
non rimanga nient'altro
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri
come un uomo nudo io va
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
oscillato nella culla del profondo
è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies

 



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