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sad death poem

perchè
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
quando il velare dagli occhi è alzato
era non per quell'odore singolare
veda, rinviano
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
ci è uno che quella i amava una volta così tanto
vecchio vino da bere

 



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