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child poem

agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
la notte scorsa la luna piena ha posto un panno del bianco
sono una donna
in tutte le cose non parlate di
scattando in su, cadendo
debole-è traversata la canzone
ottanta anni hanno passato e più
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano

 



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