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african american poetry

non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
non prego per pace
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
conosco che cosa state andando dire
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
sono andato su e giĂą le vie
dicami
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento

 



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