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daughter poem

poco parco che attraverso
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
chi chiamerà il vento
lasci una conservazione di gioia voi
della l'oscurità e pace nel mia base finale
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
dicami più di meno o dicami di più
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi

 



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