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footprint poem

ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
ho lanciato il mondo
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
lascilo essere triste
le ombre delle navi
e pane del breaketh non di piĂą
quando vado di nuovo a terra
forse
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
veda che mi dò voi
era una bellezza nei giorni

 



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