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mother daughter poem

una foschia stava guidando giù
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
mi sono levato in piedi
ciò è l'arsenale
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
lo ho visto una volta prima
rose ed oro
da solo
non eravamo molti
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
lungamente fa la luce solare di estate lucidare
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui

 



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