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suicide poem

la nerezza
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
era una bellezza nei giorni
chi č il corridore nei cieli
non giri la vostra testa
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
un miglio dietro
ero un goddess ere il marmo lo ha trovato
non appenda corona
dialo
alti pareti ed enorme
quando il velare dagli occhi č alzato
li ho sentiti nella notte
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala

 



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