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ancora tredici anni
lungamente fa la luce solare di estate lucidare
quale desidero rilevare
le preghiere bianche piccole
e così va
è ci qualcuno là
quando il velare dagli occhi è alzato
come le aquile sul high alto
perchè così triste mio bello?
dal profondo e l'oscuritĂ 
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
un uccello ha cantato
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
non rimanga nient'altro

 



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