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best friend poem

i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
da solo
era l'autunno dell'anno
osservare di là
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars

 



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