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quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
dicami
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
con il tramonto
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
le stelle sono caduto da cielo

 



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