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sorry poem

impaurito nient'altro, dico
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
semplicità
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
le canzoni antiche
era l'autunno dell'anno
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo

 



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