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friendship poem

non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cos tanto oro
la notte scura ed i venti di inverno
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
ci un'ora di riposo pacifico
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
all'interno della mia mano tengo

 



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