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poem for pastors

le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
all'interno della mia mano tengo
il padrone dei destini umani sono io
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
era l'autunno dell'anno
vado il mio senso complacently
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
il rullo triste del tamburo desonorizzato ha battimento

 



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