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mother poem

quel compagno sconosciuto č venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
li ho sentiti nella notte
e pane del breaketh non di pił
non si addolori che finito
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della cittą
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
un miglio dietro

 



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