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suicide poem

un miglio dietro
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
a che cosa una donna la paragonerà cara
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
non posso ora dirvi
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
ho visto le stelle più fiere
i poets dicono a
senza sosta
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
contro la fiamma verde dell'cratego-albero
sole e vento e battimento del mare
addolorisi non per l'invisibile

 



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