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thanksgiving poem

ho guardato sul cielo glorious
poco parco che attraverso
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
dal ponticello rude
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco

 



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