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sad death poem

in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente
quando venite stasera
deve andare indietro, ha detto
il piĂą triste dell'anno
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri
sono andato su e giĂą le vie
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
fate non sentirsi

 



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