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break up poem

l'alba era verde mela
chi chiamerà il vento
vi ricordate di
migliori che il granito
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
come le aquile sul high alto
burly, humble-ape fare un pisolino
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
babylon -- dove vado sognare
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
nei numeri mournful
semplicità
la gradisco

 



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