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religious poem

quel compagno sconosciuto č venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
sono il vento che esita
benchč sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
impaurito nient'altro, dico
fate sentirsi
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
le stelle sono caduto da cielo

 



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