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quando ero si è rotto a Londra
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare
fate sentirsi
non brucio incenso
che cosa era esso i motori detti
sia paziente, vita, quando l'amore è al cancello
braided e tessuto
eliminazione, lottante vainly
desolato e solo

 



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