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mother daughter poem

ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
fiori dei bambini
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
aumentato dai morti
l'amore č stato cantato mille sensi
perchč cosě triste mio bello?
fate non sentirsi

 



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