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family poem

ha detto
ho vinto la corsa
per venire così presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscurità
sole e vento e battimento del mare
non sia arrabbiato con me
vedrò stasera una stella
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
ci è uno che quella i amava una volta così tanto
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
nei numeri mournful
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere

 



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