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thanksgiving poem

figlie di tempo
come esso
mistero piů scuro e piů sconosciuto
il padrone dei destini umani sono io
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
ho detto
le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
fate non sentirsi
riempio questa tazza
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
il corpo puň limitare
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle

 



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