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autumn poem

all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
corsa alto-sopportata
uno sguardo è ma un raggio
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
semplicità
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
mi domando dove vivete
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal
al lover appassionato

 



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