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christmas poem

tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
oscillato nella culla del profondo
quale desidero rilevare
scuro-eyed
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro t
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
cos caduto
all'interno della mia mano tengo
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro

 



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