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wedding poem

i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
dolce e forte
siete bei e sbiaditi
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
siete il mio compagno
tristemente parlando
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
splendor dolce
notte mysterious
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
il prato stava strisciando

 



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