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sad death poem

come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
oscillato nella culla del profondo
i poets dicono a
addolorisi non per l'invisibile
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
benchč repine di amore e strofinio di motivo
il piů triste dell'anno
questi sono
chi chiamerŕ il vento

 



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