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african american poetry

il cielo
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
alcuni giorni più ventosi
e così va
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
mi sono levato in piedi
la sua faccia è giusta e liscia e fine

 



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