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love poem

sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
al lato di un campo raso
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
la notte era nera e drear
sia paziente, vita, quando l'amore č al cancello
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
quale desidero rilevare
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
noi che si sono levati in piedi
č andato
la gradisco

 



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