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sad love poem

i giorni malinconici sono venuto
musing, fra il tramonto e l'oscuritĂ 
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
qui cade nessuna luce
i poets dicono a
ma non posso ora leggerlo
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
dal ponticello rude
portimi la canzone morbida
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
la notte era nera e drear

 



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