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footprint poem

i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
la luce ritirata
ascolti
ho vinto la corsa
passato inesorabile di thou
da solo
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
chi ama la pioggia
come un uomo nudo io va
chi chiamer il vento
nella terra silenziosa
felicit
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono

 



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