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i miss you poem

quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
siete bei e sbiaditi
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
conosco non dove
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
splendor dolce

 



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