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sympathy poem

ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
con gli occhi meek e marroni

 



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