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sad love poem

la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
scattando in su, cadendo
quando libertà dalla sua altezza della montagna
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
splendor dolce
fate sentirsi
li ho fatti un'offerta tutto l'addio
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
la nerezza
tempesta
lascilo essere triste

 



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