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daughter poem

sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
nel vostro volo
nelle mattine nube-grige
con gli occhi meek e marroni
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito

 



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