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pumpkin poem

notte mysterious
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
come le aquile sul high alto
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
e come potreste sogno della riunione
dal mare scintillante
alti pareti ed enorme
dal puntello, dal mare
come un uomo nudo io va
sono vecchio e cieco
passato inesorabile di thou
dai prati ricchi con cereale

 



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