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halloween poem

ho guardato sul cielo glorious
dolce e forte
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
il corpo può limitare
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione è amore
come livellare cade
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma

 



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