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così caduto
ciò è la nave della perla
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
è spesso non così?
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
dal ponticello rude
la penso splendido giusto
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
noi che si sono levati in piedi
il rullo triste del tamburo desonorizzato ha battimento
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova

 



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