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teenage love poem

siete bei e sbiaditi
i loro capelli bei
perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte
impaurito nient'altro, dico
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
la penso splendido giusto
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato

 



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