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poem for dad

la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
sto cantando voi
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
passato inesorabile di thou
una storia molto notevole questo è
nei numeri mournful
il padrone dei destini umani sono io

 



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