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funeral poem

tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
li ho sentiti nella notte
quel compagno sconosciuto è venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
del sole né stelle
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
senza sosta
truely
qui cade nessuna luce
da solo
dal sud alla rottura del giorno
non prego per pace
sopra-avevo preparato l'evento

 



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