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short love poem

ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
conosco non dove
all'alba, ha detto
sto morendo
figlie di tempo
quando ero un ragazzo all'università
fiori dei bambini
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
dal profondo e l'oscurità
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
perchè così triste mio bello?
se esso

 



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