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poem for pastors

andato prima di noi
glooms delle viv-quercie
in tutte le cose non parlate di
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittĂ 
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
dai nostri posti nascosti
è ci qualcuno là
moonlight profondo e tenero
lascilo essere triste

 



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