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mother daughter poem

vi ricordate di
i giorni hypocritic
ho detto
e cosě va
non sia falso
mi chiedono dove sono stato
ci situiamo
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
sono il vento che esita

 



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