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sad love poem

ho guardato sul cielo glorious
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
che cosa noi ora farà
se fossi molto sicuro
in pieno delle rotture
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
ora
a che cosa una donna la paragonerà cara
faccialo rotare giù dal prato
piantiamo
eliminazione, lottante vainly
morbidamente ora la luce del giorno
non appenda corona

 



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