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grandma poem

era non per quell'odore singolare
l'aria è come una farfalla
ora per una lotta attiva e cheerful
lo ho visto una volta prima
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
alti pareti ed enorme
sopra i tetti corra le ombre delle nubi
come livellare cade
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine

 



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