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romantic poem

ha detto
ciň č la canzone della gioventů
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
deve andare indietro, ha detto
nella sfera
una vita sull'onda dell'oceano
ancora tredici anni
la notte era nera e drear
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
una penna di acciaio
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
fate non sentirsi
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono

 



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