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autumn poetry

e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
qui cade nessuna luce
in possa
mescolisi
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
come le aquile sul high alto
ad alcuno i dii grassi
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal
impaurito nient'altro, dico
molto bene, voi liberali
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
addolorisi non per l'invisibile

 



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