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lost love poem

rose ed oro
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
mescolisi
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
tengo il vostro cuore
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
il prato stava strisciando
sono andato su e giù le vie
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
una foschia stava guidando giù

 



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