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baby poem

i giorni malinconici sono venuto
scattando in su, cadendo
due file dei cavoli
dite che lo amate
penso spesso alla città bella
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
riempio questa tazza
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro

 



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