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teen love poem

sono una donna
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
la notte era nera e drear
dolce e forte
una foschia stava guidando giù
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto

 



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