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lost love poem

in sua tenda custodita
mi chiedono dove sono stato
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
dove io trovili
non eravamo molti
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente
gloom
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
conosco che cosa state andando dire
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato

 



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