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graduation poem

sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
i loro capelli bei
benchè sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
mescolisi
mi chiedono dove sono stato
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
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