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non sia arrabbiato con me
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
la festività reale è stata fatta
come esso
figlie di tempo
in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
ci è un'ora di riposo pacifico
là dalla finestra nella vecchia casa
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
con il tramonto
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno

 



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