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baby poem

osservare di lŕ
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
alcuni giorni piů ventosi
con gioia e wonder
come candela bianca
aumentato dai morti
ha incurvato l'inondazione
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
fate non sentirsi
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
provato nel glimmer nei vostri occhi
fino alla sua finestra dell'alloggiamento
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro

 



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