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romantic love poem

mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
li ho sentiti nella notte
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
benchč sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
ora
cittŕ che non č una cittŕ

 



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