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fall poem

con gli occhi meek e marroni
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
quando libertŕ dalla sua altezza della montagna
semplicemente parlando
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
che probabilitŕ spiteful ruba i unawares
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
perchč sono le cose che non hanno morte
ed il mio nome č sincero
per allora senza
quando venite stasera
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
lo ho visto una volta prima

 



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