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sad love poem

le canzoni antiche
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
per veritŕ, per amore
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
moonlight profondo e tenero
come un uomo nudo io va
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
penso spesso alla cittŕ bella

 



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