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poem for pastors

ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
quando ho rinviato al tramonto
movimento del vostro corpo è come musica
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
lascilo essere triste
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
i giorni hypocritic
gloom
la notte era nera e drear
e pane del breaketh non di più
che probabilità spiteful ruba i unawares
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
non sia falso

 



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