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retirement poem

sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
oscillato nella culla del profondo
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna
vado il mio senso complacently
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
qui si trova una signora la piů bella
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima č athirst
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?

 



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