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sad death poem

ombre alate che scopano vicino
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
devo dire buona notte
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
quando vado di nuovo a terra
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
era molte e molto un anno fa

 



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