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father poem

pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
sotto la mia finestra in una via della città
nei loro regimentals ragged
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal
siete chiari
morbidamente piangendo
quando venite stasera
siete vivi?
morbidamente ora la luce del giorno
fra le montagne ho vagato
mille anni silenziosi fa
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
hanno avuti lui e la i ma venuto a contatto di
ho visto con gli occhi aperti

 



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