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daughter poem

quando venite stasera
tempesta
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
non posso ora dirvi
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
il mio figlio guasto e sono ciechi andanti
una parola di volo di qui e l
amo le vecchie disposizioni melodious
perch sono le cose che non hanno morte
come le aquile sul high alto

 



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