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father poem

rose ed oro
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
sentite la pioggia?
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
non brucio incenso
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
qui cade nessuna luce
li ho sentiti nella notte
bello
ascolti il mare suonante
sopra loro tutte, osservando giĂą
quando venite stasera
nei numeri mournful

 



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