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baby poem

e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
e così va
uomo freddo severo
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
glass-blower di tempo
esprimiamo le nostre passioni più basse
ascolti
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
è andato
della l'oscurità e pace nel mia base finale

 



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