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death poem

era non per quell'odore singolare
la musica i si č sentita con voi era pił della musica
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
forse
sopra il fiume beckon a me
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri
le vecchie canzoni
la penso splendido giusto
disprezzo i miei amici pił di voi
la mia anima č un campo arato scuro
ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
il mio dispiacere, quando č qui con me

 



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