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religious poem

ma non posso ora leggerlo
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
dal puntello, dal mare
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
moonlight profondo e tenero
benchè repine di amore e strofinio di motivo
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
morbido come la base nella terra
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
è andato

 



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