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sex poem

è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
questi sono
la sua faccia è giusta e liscia e fine
il fratello, sono fuoco
mi domando dove vivete
un pensiero dolce solenne
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
abbiamo nessuno shame?
la notte era nera e drear
mescolisi
dicami
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno

 



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