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break up poem

ma non posso ora leggerlo
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto
la gradisco
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
della l'oscurità e pace nel mia base finale
non posso ora dirvi
figlie di tempo
morbidamente piangendo
ed il mio nome è sincero
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscurità

 



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