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grandma poem

le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
la nerezza
il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti
in pieno delle rotture
eliminazione, lottante vainly
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
veda lo sperimentale
la neve bisbiglia circa me
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
ma alas, sogni giusti
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
sono il vento che esita
composto del loveliness da solo

 



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