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teen poem

tristemente parlando
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
era molte e molto un anno fa
non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
figlie di tempo
dai nostri posti nascosti
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
li ho fatti un'offerta tutto l'addio
non eravamo molti
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
sotto la mia finestra in una via della città

 



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