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happy birthday poem

questi sono
non sia arrabbiato con me
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
a che cosa una donna la paragonerà cara
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto
sole e vento e battimento del mare
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
glooms delle viv-quercie
non posso ora dirvi

 



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