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sad love poem

la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
una parola di volo di qui e lĂ 
vecchio vino da bere
sentite la pioggia?
in settembre
li prevedo
portimi la canzone morbida
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
senza sosta
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
il lampo ha esposto a flash ed ha alzato
con gioia e wonder
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani

 



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