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son poem

forse č materia che avete morto
veda, rinviano
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
cittŕ che non č una cittŕ
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
amo le vecchie disposizioni melodious
la mia anima č un campo arato scuro
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto

 



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