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death poetry

noi che si sono levati in piedi
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
morbidamente piangendo
è andato
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
basamento qui dal mio lato
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
hanno avuti lui e la i ma venuto a contatto di
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
il prato stava strisciando

 



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