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fra le montagne ho vagato
un miglio dietro
della l'oscurità e pace nel mia base finale
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
quando venite stasera
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
qui cade nessuna luce
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
non sia falso

 



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