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baby poem

la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
e come potreste sogno della riunione
amilo in fine, o se non
la notte era nera e drear
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
senza sosta
ciò è la canzone della gioventù
conosco non dove
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri

 



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