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halloween poem

all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
impaurito nient'altro, dico
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
ma non posso ora leggerlo
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
riempio questa tazza
le canzoni antiche
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me

 



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