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wedding poem

ho visto con gli occhi aperti
fate sentirsi
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
le vecchie canzoni
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della città
perchè così triste mio bello?
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
chi ama la pioggia
li ho sentiti nella notte
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal

 



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