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mother poem

tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
perchè così triste mio bello?
a che cosa una donna la paragonerà cara
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
nella sfera
mi sono levato in piedi
babylon -- dove vado sognare
morbidamente ora la luce del giorno
è andato
gloom
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento

 



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