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angel poem

ha detto
mi chiedono dove sono stato
la sua faccia č giusta e liscia e fine
scuro-eyed
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima č athirst
l'alba era verde mela
il cielo
vado il mio senso complacently
li ho detestati
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
la notte era nera e drear

 



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