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baby poem

ho visto le stelle più fiere
dai nostri posti nascosti
sono il vento che esita
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
il fratello, sono fuoco
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione è amore

 



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