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la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
fate non sentirsi
sono una donna
il sole ha fatto un passo giů dal suo throne dorato
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
fiori dei bambini
cammino giů i percorsi del giardino
in sua tenda custodita
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
prima del san bronze solenne
e con l'uccello di ronzio
travails della terra

 



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