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mother daughter poem

la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
oscillato nella culla del profondo
ho visto la prima pera
dialo
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
ho guardato sul cielo glorious
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
la festività reale è stata fatta
la gradisco
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
dicami piĂą di meno o dicami di piĂą
è ci qualcuno là
con il tramonto

 



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