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To A Husband At War

I Hate Myself
Langue: italien


I Hate Myself


Things are here, and you're over there
and in between: land, sea, everything

I hope you're warm, and i hope you think of me,
and the way things used to be.

Yesterday, a telegram said that you had died,
but i knew and i know that it was a lie.

I tried to laugh but went back to my room and cried
I mean our room. I went back to our room and cried
retreat, and come back home.



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