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poem for pastors

fiul meu este mort şi voi orb
cele negru ochii i o dată atât de lăudat
un thin gri umbra de pe marginea crezut
atunci când, plin de cald si dornici de dragoste
el nu vorbeşte de bine
de mecanic de locomotivă, care este în cer
a fost de multe şi de multe de acum un an
ne-au pic de ruşine?
ploaie a fost de peste, de aer şi de genial
trandafiri si aur
acum, în timp ce buzele mele sunt de viaţă
mea durere, atunci când ea aici cu mine


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