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father poem

una foschia stava guidando giů
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
tutto l'mio amore per il mio dolce
č andato
all'interno della mia mano tengo
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
amavo una donna
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
come come le stelle č questo il bianco, facce nameless
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi

 



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