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sad love poem

vi ricordate di
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
fate sentirsi
aumentato dai morti
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
cosě caduto
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione č amore

 



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