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birthday poem

nel porto di nuovo York
amilo in fine, o se non
figlie di tempo
dal profondo e l'oscuritŕ
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
č spesso non cosě?
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
per allora senza
fate non sentirsi
ho visto le stelle piů fiere
l'odore del č aumentato cosě falso, le spine cosě allineare
come livellare cade
ci č uno che quella i amava una volta cosě tanto
non giri la vostra testa

 



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