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autumn poem

da solo
è aumentato e l'ambra era il tramonto sul fiume
ora
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
quando libertà dalla sua altezza della montagna
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
siete bei e sbiaditi
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
senza sosta
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente

 



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