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sad death poem

guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguirň
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
su e giů va
corsa alto-sopportata
sono il vento che esita
fino alla sua finestra dell'alloggiamento
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
rose ed oro

 



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