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mother daughter poem

sto morendo
cara moglie
siete bei e sbiaditi
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
andato prima di noi
dite che lo amate
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
sentite la pioggia?
è spesso non così?
sono fevered

 



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