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death poem

il piů triste dell'anno
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
tristemente parlando
osservare di lŕ
due file dei cavoli
amo le vecchie disposizioni melodious
scattando in su, cadendo
come esso
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
il sole č in su
l'amore č stato cantato mille sensi

 



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