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wedding poem

non prego per pace
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
un miglio dietro
sto morendo
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
per verità, per amore
gloom
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare

 



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