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erotic poem

musing, fra il tramonto e l'oscurità
non prego per pace
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
nei numeri mournful
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
abbiamo nessuno shame?

 



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