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ci č uno che quella i amava una volta cosě tanto
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
mille anni silenziosi fa
gli archi del ponticello rosso
conosco non dove
sono il vento che esita
uno sguardo č ma un raggio
due file dei cavoli
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
sopra il fiume beckon a me
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti

 



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