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break up poem

veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicň
le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
la mia anima č un campo arato scuro
senza sosta
vecchio vino da bere

 



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