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autumn poem

lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
fate non sentirsi
il sole ha fatto un passo giù dal suo throne dorato
la nerezza
pensieri tramite la mia testa
travails della terra
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
nel vostro volo
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
non giri la vostra testa
figlie di tempo
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si è sviluppata

 



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