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grandmother poem

le vecchie canzoni
morbido come la base nella terra
perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte
chi chiamerà il vento
dove io trovili
chi è il corridore nei cieli
è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
chi ama la pioggia
vecchio vino da bere
benchè sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte

 



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