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teenage love poem

ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
per venire cosģ presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscuritą
due file dei cavoli
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
mille anni silenziosi fa
quell'anno
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
da solo
forse č materia che avete morto
scuro-eyed
gloom
nei numeri mournful
malinconia, azzurro era
le ombre pongono lungo broadway

 



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