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romantic poem

mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
ottanta anni hanno passato e piĂą
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
desolato e solo
sopra il fiume beckon a me
mille anni silenziosi fa
era un oysterman giovane alto
le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
e con l'uccello di ronzio

 



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