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amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
che cosa era esso i motori detti
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
passato inesorabile di thou
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
noi che si sono levati in piedi
li ho detestati
non appenda corona
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso

 



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