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teen love poem

mi chiedono dove sono stato
il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti
sotto la luna della raccolta
impaurito nient'altro, dico
come esso
chi chiamerŕ il vento
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
riempio questa tazza
č ci qualcuno lŕ
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
la notte era nera e drear

 



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