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questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
a che cosa una donna la paragoner cara
ascolti il mare suonante
sole e vento e battimento del mare
rose ed oro
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
disprezzo i miei amici pi di voi
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
all'alba, ha detto

 



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