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best friend poem

i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente č stata mescolata
ad alcuno i dii grassi
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
come come le stelle č questo il bianco, facce nameless
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
amo rubare per un po'via
sono andato su e giů le vie

 



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