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la notte era nera e drear
notte mysterious
il prato stava strisciando
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
la nerezza
non ci č moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
con gli occhi meek e marroni
perchč
lucida l'ultima etŕ, il seguente con speranza č visto
moonlight profondo e tenero
quel compagno sconosciuto č venuto sul mescolareare i piedi

 



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