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la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
come un uomo nudo io va
dio
è andato
sopra i tetti corra le ombre delle nubi
è spesso non così?
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
siete vivi?
cammino giù i percorsi del giardino
veda, rinviano
quale desidero rilevare
con gli occhi meek e marroni
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala

 



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