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alcuni giorni più ventosi
tristemente parlando
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
dal profondo e l'oscurità
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
il sole ha fatto un passo giù dal suo throne dorato
una penna di acciaio
a che cosa una donna la paragonerà cara
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
ma non posso ora leggerlo
è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies

 



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