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friendship poem

sono vecchio e cieco
perchč cosě triste mio bello?
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
il prato stava strisciando
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
esistere dello swan
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro
quando un atto č fatto per la libertŕ
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
era una bellezza nei giorni

 



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