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sad love poem

come io aiuti alla destra il mondo che sta andando male
chi chiamerŕ il vento
non ci č moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
scuro-eyed
siete svegli?
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
facce belle e tragical

 



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