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suicide poem

quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
splendor dolce
all'interno della mia mano tengo
hanno avuti lui e la i ma venuto a contatto di
forse è materia che avete morto
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
con il tramonto
dio
dal profondo e l'oscurità

 



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