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halloween poem

le preghiere bianche piccole
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
tempesta
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
il corpo puň limitare
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
ci č un'ora di riposo pacifico
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai
li prevedo

 



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