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love poem

quell'anno
sto cantando voi
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
come come le stelle è questo il bianco, facce nameless
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
tristemente parlando
quindi non posso
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
conosco che cosa state andando dire
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
dicami più di meno o dicami di più
alla mezzanotte

 



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