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forse è materia che avete morto
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si è sviluppata
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
ascolti
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
in pieno delle rotture
lungo le serie
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
lasci una conservazione di gioia voi
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
desolato e solo

 



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