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halloween poem

buona donna
dicami non
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
li ho sentiti nella notte
il merriment infinito e insensato delle stelle
lascilo essere triste
amilo in fine, o se non
sono fevered
faccialo rotare giù dal prato
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
il più triste dell'anno

 



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