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life poem

e pane del breaketh non di più
nel vostro volo
dove io trovili
perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
la notte era nera e drear
una parola di volo di qui e là
riempio questa tazza
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred

 



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