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e così va
ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato
disprezzo i miei amici più di voi
è spesso non così?
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
osservare di là
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
il sole è in su

 



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