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christmas poetry

dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
era un oysterman giovane alto
li prevedo
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
noi che si sono levati in piedi
con il tramonto
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
tempesta
veda lo sperimentale
non brucio incenso
rinnovi la visione di piacere
come esso
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi

 



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