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ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
sotto la luna della raccolta
ho guardato sul cielo glorious
nella sfera
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage
così caduto
mi domando dove vivete
pensieri tramite la mia testa
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
il merriment infinito e insensato delle stelle

 



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