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sad love poem

glooms delle viv-quercie
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
ascolti il mare suonante
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
un uccello ha cantato
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
il giorno è fatto
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si è sviluppata
stella-polvere e luce vaporous
siete chiari
veda che mi dò voi

 



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