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love friendship poem

la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
piantiamo
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
non ci è fuga dal fiume
sopra il fiume beckon a me
provato nel glimmer nei vostri occhi
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
siete bei e sbiaditi
in corridoi di sonno avete vagato vicino
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato

 



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