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tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
dicami più di meno o dicami di più
travails della terra
sentite la pioggia?
ci era uno strangeness sui vostri labbri
alcuni giorni più ventosi
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
uno con voi
non prego per pace
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore

 



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