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death poetry

a volte mi domando se realmente allineare
come candela bianca
quando vado di nuovo a terra
poco parco che attraverso
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
abbiamo nessuno shame?
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
travails della terra
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
sopra-avevo preparato l'evento
non sia arrabbiato con me
ultima mezzanotte

 



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