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limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
tristemente parlando
l'odore del č aumentato cosě falso, le spine cosě allineare
amilo in fine, o se non
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
ultima mezzanotte
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
a che cosa una donna la paragonerŕ cara

 



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