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autumn poem

tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
ascolti il mare suonante
impaurito nient'altro, dico
dove io trovili
sono vecchio e cieco
mai in tutta la mia vita
travails della terra
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
rinnovi la visione di piacere
vivo dalla riva del fiume
e pane del breaketh non di piů
ciň č la nave della perla
in pieno delle rotture

 



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