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teen love poem

quando ero si č rotto a Londra
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
fate non sentirsi
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
splendor dolce
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
la sua faccia č giusta e liscia e fine
ho lanciato il mondo
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
dal ponticello rude
non eravamo molti
un uccello ha cantato
il mio dispiacere, quando č qui con me

 



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