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retirement poem

non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
le preghiere bianche piccole
potrebbe conoscerla nella molla più in anticipo
ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
dicami
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
ciò è la nave della perla
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray

 



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