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good bye poem

buona donna
perchè così triste mio bello?
non brucio incenso
dai nostri posti nascosti
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscurità
veda, rinviano
ci è un'ora di riposo pacifico
indietro, giri indietro
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine

 



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