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cowboy poetry

dove io trovili
alcuni giorni piů ventosi
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
non prego per pace
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
i poets dicono a
veda che mi dň voi
andato prima di noi
sopra il fiume beckon a me
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima č athirst
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi

 



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