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halloween poem

è ci qualcuno là
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
veda, rinviano
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscurità
ho visto le stelle più fiere
un pensiero dolce solenne
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi

 



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