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mother daughter poem

pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
vado il mio senso complacently
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
in pieno delle rotture
come le aquile sul high alto
dal profondo e l'oscuritĂ 
amavo una donna

 



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