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sorry poem

era l'autunno dell'anno
guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguirò
questi sono
la gradisco
la festività reale è stata fatta
la fragranza è venuto
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
abbiamo nessuno shame?
sono il vento che esita
conosco che cosa state andando dire
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
quale desidero rilevare
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness

 



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