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thanksgiving poem

amilo in fine, o se non
la luna aumentante ha nascosto le stelle
perchè così triste mio bello?
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
del sole né stelle
uno sguardo è ma un raggio
così caduto
la notte scorsa la luna piena ha posto un panno del bianco
il rullo triste del tamburo desonorizzato ha battimento
su e giù va
il più triste dell'anno

 



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