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love poem

sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittĂ 
andato prima di noi
forse è materia che avete morto
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
mille anni silenziosi fa
indietro, giri indietro
città che non è una città
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
quale si conservare
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro
stuff della luna
per venire così presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscurità

 



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