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sad poem

il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
gloom
il fratello, sono fuoco
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
senza sosta
questi sono
sto cantando voi
il cielo
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
amo rubare per un po'via
lungo una riva del fiume
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly

 



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