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pastor appreciation poem

splendor dolce
qui cade nessuna luce
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
scattando in su, cadendo
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
dal sud alla rottura del giorno
era l'autunno dell'anno
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino è aumentato
ci è un paese in pieno di vino
poco cancello è stato raggiunto in fine
nei numeri mournful
era molte e molto un anno fa

 



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