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broken heart poem

vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
sotto la luna della raccolta
ha detto
ho visto le stelle piů fiere
il merriment infinito e insensato delle stelle
desolato e solo
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
e come potreste sogno della riunione
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
alcuni giorni piů ventosi

 



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