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love poem

andato prima di noi
sentite la pioggia?
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
nel vostro volo
molto bene, voi liberali
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
non posso ora dirvi
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
parla non bene
impaurito nient'altro, dico
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi

 



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