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poem for pastors

vivo dalla riva del fiume
la luce ritirata
amico, di cui il sorriso č venuto essere
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
come come le stelle č questo il bianco, facce nameless
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
ho visto le stelle piů fiere
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
l'agonia di avere troppa alimentazione

 



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