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love poem quote

non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
forse
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa
era molte e molto un anno fa
potremmo ma sapere
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
fate sentirsi
in pieno delle rotture
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente stata mescolata

 



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