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life poem

amavo una donna
è andato
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
ci situiamo
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
ma alas, sogni giusti
nel porto di nuovo York
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
lungo una riva del fiume
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
il cielo

 



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