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grandmother poem

mai in tutta la mia vita
i poets dicono a
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
uno per uno, come va da un albero
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
non posso ora dirvi
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
lasci una conservazione di gioia voi
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi

 



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