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li ha fatti mai vedono un coccodrillo
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
come come le stelle č questo il bianco, facce nameless
qui cade nessuna luce
a che cosa una donna la paragonerŕ cara
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
sono il vento che esita
sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna

 



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