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friendship poem

non prego per pace
desolato e solo
sto morendo
il sole ha fatto un passo giů dal suo throne dorato
conosco che cosa state andando dire
ancora tredici anni
quale si conservare
li ho detestati
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
come esso
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
le ombre pongono lungo broadway

 



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