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sotto la mia finestra in una via della città
vecchio vino da bere
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione è amore
in settembre
osservare di là
il prato stava strisciando
chi chiamerà il vento
pensieri tramite la mia testa
all'interno della mia mano tengo
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
se esso
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
prima del san bronze solenne
sopra i tetti corra le ombre delle nubi

 



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