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thanksgiving poem

poco cancello è stato raggiunto in fine
vivo dalla riva del fiume
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
ha detto
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
fate non sentirsi
impaurito nient'altro, dico
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
sono andato su e giù le vie
tre anni fa oggi
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle

 



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