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wedding poem

sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
le ombre pongono lungo broadway
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
ma non posso ora leggerlo
nei loro regimentals ragged
poco cancello è stato raggiunto in fine
siete bei e sbiaditi
in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente
a volte mi domando se è realmente allineare

 



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