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halloween poem for kid

la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
per veritŕ, per amore
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
nelle mattine nube-grige
in tutte le cose non parlate di
amo rubare per un po'via
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
uno per uno, come va da un albero
per allora senza

 



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