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daughter poem

del sole né stelle
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
lasci una conservazione di gioia voi
sentite la pioggia?
fra le montagne ho vagato
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
nei loro regimentals ragged
il sole ha fatto un passo giù dal suo throne dorato
impaurito nient'altro, dico
semplicemente parlando
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
chi ama la pioggia

 



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