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sympathy poem

se esso
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
ma alas, sogni giusti
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
ci è un'ora di riposo pacifico
nei numeri mournful
è allineare che dite che i dii sono più uso a voi che i fairies

 



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