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poem for dad

sto morendo
quando ho rinviato al tramonto
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente č stata mescolata
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
le preghiere bianche piccole

 



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