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un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
e pane del breaketh non di piĂą
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
dal mare scintillante
ho detto
mescolisi
ciò è l'arsenale
ci era uno strangeness sui vostri labbri
dite che lo amate
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina

 



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