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halloween poem for kid

ci è uno che quella i amava una volta così tanto
dio
non eravamo molti
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
ciò è l'arsenale
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina

 



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