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friend poem

dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
le ombre delle navi
sopra il fiume beckon a me
sotto la luna della raccolta
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
forse è materia che avete morto
il piĂą triste dell'anno
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
siete bei e sbiaditi

 



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