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braided e tessuto
il fratello, sono fuoco
dite che lo amate
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
amilo in fine, o se non
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
dal mare scintillante
la musica i si è sentita con voi era più della musica
alti pareti ed enorme
così caduto

 



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