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Ritratto di felcol


Stained here and there
The sky now greets
His dying star.
The mind wanders and thinks
The setting sun
Of our love.
It is still alive
My feeling for you,
and also the spouse who.
Why tell me -
Yet the desire and passion
They push me towards you,
While you seem
Do not try more
Attraction towards me?