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erotic poem

vivo dalla riva del fiume
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
una parola di volo di qui e là
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
era non per quell'odore singolare
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
i giorni hypocritic
è spesso non così?

 



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