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autumn poem

ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
forse
ci era uno strangeness sui vostri labbri
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
la notte scorsa la luna piena ha posto un panno del bianco
sono il vento che esita
potrebbe conoscerla nella molla piĂą in anticipo
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
cantili ancora alla canzone cantati
in tutte le cose non parlate di
con gioia e wonder

 



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