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christmas poetry

dicami
era un oysterman giovane alto
conosco che cosa state andando dire
dove io trovili
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
splendor dolce
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
ed il mio nome è sincero
semplicemente parlando
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me

 



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