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grandma poem

sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
dicami non
ed il mio nome è sincero
dolce e forte
la notte era nera e drear
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
il corpo può limitare
sopra il fiume beckon a me
chi chiamerĂ  il vento
sentite la pioggia?
amico, di cui il sorriso è venuto essere
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
un pensiero dolce solenne

 



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