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african american poetry

lo ho visto una volta prima
le canzoni antiche
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
tre anni fa oggi
ci è un'ora di riposo pacifico
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
lungamente fa la luce solare di estate lucidare
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
poco parco che attraverso
sono vecchio e cieco
una foschia stava guidando giù

 



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