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tiistai 5. marraskuuta 2013

Grandfather



Alone he breathed,
the memory of a blacksmith shoeing
Forged horseshoe.
Memories of the heavy metal,
crucible blew the bellows
More air.
Looking back on sorrow,
love, the dead father.

Most cherished moments,
lives trip brute.
Father sacrificed his country a stranger.
Mafia, Sicily without a soul,
strong tannins
genes lands.

Anni Domini, the taste of life,
memories, intense, paced search.
Dancing the Tarantella tears
pace. pedaling feet
Mafia shed blood might.

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