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sad poetry

le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
facce belle e tragical
fino alla sua finestra dell'alloggiamento
ha detto
nella terra silenziosa
mi chiedono dove sono stato
tutti si acquietano lungo il potomac
i loro capelli bei
li ha fatti mai vedono un coccodrillo
bello
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
ma non posso ora leggerlo

 



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