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romantic love poem

all'alba, ha detto
braided e tessuto
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
un uccello ha cantato
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
e pane del breaketh non di più
figlie di tempo
uno per uno, come va da un albero
senza sosta
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
per venire così presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscurità
alcuni giorni più ventosi

 



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