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halloween poem

vecchio vino da bere
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
mi chiedono dove sono stato
nel vostro volo
le vecchie canzoni
facce belle e tragical
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
mille anni silenziosi fa

 



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