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suicide poem

ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
sono vecchio e cieco
siete svegli?
per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
forse
non brucio incenso
quando il velare dagli occhi è alzato
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
ci è uno che quella i amava una volta così tanto
il padrone dei destini umani sono io

 



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