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religious poem

appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
non giri la vostra testa
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
le vecchie canzoni
quale desidero rilevare
la gradisco
non sia falso
nei loro regimentals ragged
li ho sentiti nella notte
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
all'interno della mia mano tengo
veda che mi dò voi
è spesso non così?
malinconia, azzurro era

 



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