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i love you poem

nu este o ţară plină de vin
atât de pierdut
care va fi de denumire de vânt
îngândurat, între apus şi întuneric
şi, aşa cum am intrat pe iarbă a fost anemic stârnit
lumina lunii adânc şi ofertă
unde se afla i te
întunericul
în timp ce stăteam de ascultare, de prost discret
în săli de de somn de tine wandered
lasă-mă să-muta încet prin strada
Sunt bătrân şi orb
pentru a veni atât de repede pentru a imaginat acest întuneric

 



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