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teenage love poem

andato prima di noi
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
sono fevered
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
la gradisco
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
buona donna
amavo una donna
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
in sua tenda custodita

 



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