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graduation poem

era molte e molto un anno fa
la notte era nera e drear
non dal mondo largo di tutto
per allora senza
dio
quando ero si rotto a Londra
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della citt
la musica i si sentita con voi era pi della musica
poich ho ritenuto il senso della morte
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente

 



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