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sad poetry

gli archi del ponticello rosso
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
fate non sentirsi
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si è sviluppata
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
li ho fatti un'offerta tutto l'addio
ciò è la canzone della gioventù
con il tramonto
ma alas, sogni giusti
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
ottanta anni hanno passato e più

 



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