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sympathy poem

perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
ombre alate che scopano vicino
da me indegno e sconosciuto
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
al lover appassionato
il più triste dell'anno
ciò è la canzone della gioventù
alla mezzanotte
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore

 



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