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sad love poem

era non per quell'odore singolare
la sua faccia č giusta e liscia e fine
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
prima del san bronze solenne
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
ci situiamo
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
dicami piů di meno o dicami di piů
per venire cosě presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscuritŕ
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane

 



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