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sad death poem

il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
in possa
potremmo ma sapere
la nerezza
malinconia, azzurro era
era una bellezza nei giorni
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
dite che lo amate
ci situiamo
lĂ  dalla finestra nella vecchia casa
come io aiuti alla destra il mondo che sta andando male
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittĂ 
perchè
dal sud alla rottura del giorno

 



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