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death poem

passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
ha detto
il prato stava strisciando
gloom
il sole ha fatto un passo giù dal suo throne dorato
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
siete il mio compagno
sono fevered
corsa alto-sopportata
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio

 



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