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sympathy poem

non eravamo molti
č ci qualcuno lŕ
malinconia, azzurro era
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
glass-blower di tempo
tutto l'mio amore per il mio dolce
nella sfera
ho detto
come come le stelle č questo il bianco, facce nameless
benchč sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
ciň č la nave della perla
veda, rinviano
ho visto le stelle piů fiere
dai nostri posti nascosti

 



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