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sympathy poem

ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai
rose ed oro
i poets dicono a
ci era uno strangeness sui vostri labbri
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
moonlight profondo e tenero
veda che mi dò voi
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
potremmo ma sapere
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire

 



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