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daughter poem

dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
non eravamo molti
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
nei loro regimentals ragged
quell'anno
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
da solo
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
quel compagno sconosciuto è venuto sul mescolareare i piedi
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
quando venite stasera
veda lo sperimentale

 



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