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death poem

non dal mondo largo di tutto
fate non sentirsi
nel porto di nuovo York
perch cos triste mio bello?
abbiamo nessuno shame?
ad alcuno i dii grassi
era una bellezza nei giorni
era l'autunno dell'anno
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
come candela bianca
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
quando vado di nuovo a terra

 



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