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fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
rose ed oro
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
all'interno della mia mano tengo
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
vivo dalla riva del fiume
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
non giri la vostra testa
le canzoni antiche

 



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