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ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
truely
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
nella sfera
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
oscillato nella culla del profondo
ombre alate che scopano vicino
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage
uccelli contro il vento di aprile

 



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