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grandmother poem

non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
scuro-eyed
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
due file dei cavoli
veda lo sperimentale
dolce e forte
in un vecchio alloggiamento si č illuminato morbidamente
musing, fra il tramonto e l'oscuritŕ
le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
le veritŕ terribili questi sono
ho visto la prima pera
truely

 



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