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romantic love poem

perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
per venire così presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscurità
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
travails della terra
gloom
non prego per pace
ci è uno che quella i amava una volta così tanto
le preghiere bianche piccole
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
è ci qualcuno là
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre

 



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