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sad love poem

agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
forse è materia che avete morto
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
quando vado di nuovo a terra
sole e vento e battimento del mare
uno sguardo è ma un raggio
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
fate sentirsi

 



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