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poem for dad

diami la fame
il fratello, sono fuoco
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
disprezzo i miei amici piů di voi
l'aria č come una farfalla
morbidamente piangendo
cosě caduto
stuff della luna
con il tramonto
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
vecchio vino da bere
alcuni giorni piů ventosi
ascolti

 



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