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mother daughter poem

quando vado di nuovo a terra
se fossi molto sicuro
che cosa io devono voi
non eravamo molti
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
sto morendo
portimi la canzone morbida
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione è amore
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma

 



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