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autumn poem

una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto
ho guardato sul cielo glorious
alti pareti ed enorme
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
quel compagno sconosciuto è venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
sono il vento che esita
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi

 



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