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nature poem

ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
riempio questa tazza
il corpo può limitare
glooms delle viv-quercie
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
sotto il timone del guerriero
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
potremmo ma sapere

 



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