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sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
la notte scorsa la luna piena ha posto un panno del bianco
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage
dal sud alla rottura del giorno
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
noi che si sono levati in piedi
piantiamo
quando libertŕ dalla sua altezza della montagna

 



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