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sad love poem

sonno, fratello grigio della morte
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
stuff della luna
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
li ho detestati
da me indegno e sconosciuto
quando ho rinviato al tramonto
semplicemente parlando
non sia falso
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
era l'autunno dell'anno

 



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