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pastor appreciation poem

osservare di là
morbidamente piangendo
ho visto le stelle più fiere
mi chiedono dove sono stato
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
in pieno delle rotture
fate non sentirsi
uno per uno, come va da un albero
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
nobility della morte ancora

 



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