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teenage love poem

non ci è moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
riempio questa tazza
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della città
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
scattando in su, cadendo
amico, di cui il sorriso è venuto essere
babylon -- dove vado sognare
che probabilità spiteful ruba i unawares
della l'oscurità e pace nel mia base finale

 



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