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sad love poem

vado il mio senso complacently
non brucio incenso
semplicemente parlando
forse
ho detto
il prato stava strisciando
conosco che cosa state andando dire
sotto la luna della raccolta
ha incurvato l'inondazione
il dolce con il fern ed č aumentato
prima del san bronze solenne

 



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