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a volte mi domando se è realmente allineare
nobility della morte ancora
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
non si addolori che finito
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
il corpo può limitare
tre anni fa oggi
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
migliori che il granito
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
e con l'uccello di ronzio
senza sosta

 



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