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funeral poem

guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguirň
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
ma alas, sogni giusti
calma come che seconda estate
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
siete chiari
quindi non posso
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
dal mare scintillante
che probabilitŕ spiteful ruba i unawares
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso

 



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