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baby shower poem

una parola di volo di qui e là
mai in tutta la mia vita
come le aquile sul high alto
impaurito nient'altro, dico
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
vecchio vino da bere
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
amo rubare per un po'via
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro
riassunto su una notte di volo
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
cara moglie

 



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