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death poem

non posso ora dirvi
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
quindi non posso
desolato e solo
ad alcuno i dii grassi
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
la notte č scura ed i venti di inverno
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
il padrone dei destini umani sono io
sto morendo
pharaoh, re della terra dell'egitto

 



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