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death poem

quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
nel porto di nuovo York
amo rubare per un po'via
l'odore del č aumentato cosě falso, le spine cosě allineare
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
fate non sentirsi
una foschia stava guidando giů

 



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