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poem for pastors

dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
è aumentato e l'ambra era il tramonto sul fiume
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
il sole ha fatto un passo giù dal suo throne dorato
rose ed oro
pensieri tramite la mia testa
come le aquile sul high alto
uno per uno, come va da un albero
lungamente fa la luce solare di estate lucidare
tempesta
per allora senza
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo

 



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