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poem for pastors

pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
nei loro regimentals ragged
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
la sua faccia è giusta e liscia e fine
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
ma alas, sogni giusti
che cosa io devono voi

 



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