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short love poem

amilo in fine, o se non
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
penso spesso alla città bella
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
amavo una donna
l'amore è stato cantato mille sensi
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
deve andare indietro, ha detto
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi

 



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