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poem for pastors

questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
potremmo ma sapere
devo dire buona notte
un uccello ha cantato
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
alcuni giorni pił ventosi
facce belle e tragical
una foschia stava guidando gił
lą dalla finestra nella vecchia casa
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicņ
diami la fame
lungo una riva del fiume
risiedo alla montagna della tabella

 



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