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narrative poetry

sotto la luna della raccolta
potrebbe conoscerla nella molla più in anticipo
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
la neve bisbiglia circa me
è andato
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
fiori dei bambini
se esso
dove io trovili
ho visto le stelle più fiere

 



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