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suicide poetry

forse
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
cara moglie
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro
ma non posso ora leggerlo
quindi non posso
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare

 



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