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thanksgiving poem

lo ho visto una volta prima
gli archi del ponticello rosso
sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
sopra il fiume beckon a me
ci è un paese in pieno di vino
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
ma alas, sogni giusti
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso

 



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