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baby poem

conosce un rilascio poco costoso
indietro, giri indietro
sono il vento che esita
ascolti il mare suonante
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
se esso
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
prenda i miei bracelets
travails della terra
mi sono levato in piedi
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
oscillato nella culla del profondo
buona donna

 



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