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grandma poem

un pensiero dolce solenne
con il tramonto
ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
č andato
li prevedo
da me indegno e sconosciuto
morbidamente ora la luce del giorno
splendor dolce
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
l'alba era verde mela
che cosa era esso i motori detti

 



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