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baby poem

il giorno č fatto
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
sopra loro tutte, osservando giů
ma alas, sogni giusti
faccialo rotare giů dal prato
vado il mio senso complacently
il corpo puň limitare
dal puntello, dal mare
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
dai nostri posti nascosti
se fossi molto sicuro

 



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