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Ritornello
Ritornello
Jan
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08:16 am
michaelboy
While I was sleeping last night
your hand left a certain print on my chest
Yet this was no injury or even a mark of duty.
but much more as the turning of warm soil
in soft fields up to the breath of sky
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