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halloween poem

il più triste dell'anno
sole e vento e battimento del mare
le ombre delle navi
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione è amore
il prato stava strisciando
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
siete bei e sbiaditi
le verità terribili questi sono
semplicità
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me

 



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