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wedding poem

venuto prenderlo dalla mano
lungo le serie
dal pavimento al soffitto
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
che cosa io devono voi
sono fevered
la fragranza venuto
in tutte le cose non parlate di
la mia anima un campo arato scuro
ci uno che quella i amava una volta cos tanto
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
come le aquile sul high alto

 



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