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sad love poem

sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
mescolisi
in settembre
non prego per pace
quale desidero rilevare
li ho detestati
devo dire buona notte
in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente
benchè sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
qui cade nessuna luce
il merriment infinito e insensato delle stelle
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
ora

 



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