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poem for pastors

la notte era nera e drear
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
è andato
basamento qui dal mio lato
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscuritĂ 
non si addolori che finito

 



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