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gothic poetry

ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
basamento qui dal mio lato
ho visto le stelle piů fiere
scattando in su, cadendo
rose ed oro
li prevedo
sono andato su e giů le vie
una penna di acciaio
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
se esso
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE

 



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