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sad death poem

faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
non rimanga nient'altro
ci č un paese in pieno di vino
ho guardato sul cielo glorious
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
parla non bene
lucida l'ultima etŕ, il seguente con speranza č visto
la nerezza
quando ho rinviato al tramonto
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
stella-polvere e luce vaporous
la penso splendido giusto
amo rubare per un po'via
dicami

 



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