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slam poetry

non ci č moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
e cosě va
quando ero si č rotto a Londra
uomo freddo severo
mi sono levato in piedi
sopra-avevo preparato l'evento
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
lŕ dalla finestra nella vecchia casa
sono il vento che esita
vecchio vino da bere

 



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