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short love poem

l'alba era verde mela
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
fiori dei bambini
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
non si addolori che finito
le verità terribili questi sono
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
ho visto le stelle più fiere
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
amo rubare per un po'via

 



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