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autumn poem

il sole ha fatto un passo giù dal suo throne dorato
l'alba era verde mela
quando il velare dagli occhi è alzato
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
ho visto le stelle più fiere
braided e tessuto
nei numeri mournful
nel vostro volo
li ho sentiti nella notte

 



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