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la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
lucida l'ultima etŕ, il seguente con speranza č visto
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
in pieno delle rotture
siete bei e sbiaditi
cosě perso
perchč facciali sempre basamento lŕ che rabbrividisce
i poets dicono a
forse
lŕ dalla finestra nella vecchia casa
il padrone dei destini umani sono io
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo

 



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