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death poetry

ho visto le stelle più fiere
per allora senza
all'alba, ha detto
la notte era nera e drear
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
dite che lo amate
osservare di là
in corridoi di sonno avete vagato vicino

 



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