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poem for dad

quando ero un ragazzo all'universitŕ
al lover appassionato
amavo una donna
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
fate non sentirsi
cammino giů i percorsi del giardino
lasci una conservazione di gioia voi
questi sono
sentite la pioggia?
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars

 



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