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thanksgiving poem

behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
perchè facciali sempre basamento là che rabbrividisce
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
cara moglie
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
amo rubare per un po'via
mai in tutta la mia vita
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
non dal mondo largo di tutto
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore

 



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