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glass-blower di tempo
basamento qui dal mio lato
nella terra silenziosa
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino č aumentato
scattando in su, cadendo
perchč allora, il mosto noi vede?
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente č stata mescolata
quando vado di nuovo a terra
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
qui cade nessuna luce

 



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