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sopra il fiume, sulla collina
non sia arrabbiato con me
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
quando libertà dalla sua altezza della montagna
ottanta anni hanno passato e più
all'interno della mia mano tengo
la notte scorsa la luna piena ha posto un panno del bianco
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
glooms delle viv-quercie
dal sud alla rottura del giorno
prima del san bronze solenne

 



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