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friend poem

perchè così triste mio bello?
truely
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
qui si trova una signora la più bella
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
osservare di là
riassunto su una notte di volo
moonlight profondo e tenero
il più triste dell'anno
abbiamo nessuno shame?
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento

 



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