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halloween poetry

l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
non sia arrabbiato con me
nel porto di nuovo York
ciò è l'arsenale
aumentato dai morti
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
poco parco che attraverso
buona donna
i giorni hypocritic
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
facce belle e tragical

 



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