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baby shower poem

non prego per pace
pensieri tramite la mia testa
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
della l'oscuritĂ  e pace nel mia base finale
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
dai nostri posti nascosti
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
nelle mattine nube-grige
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
per veritĂ , per amore
come le aquile sul high alto

 



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