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romantic poem

amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
la sua faccia è giusta e liscia e fine
ho lanciato il mondo
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
semplicemente parlando
passato inesorabile di thou
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me

 



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