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sad poetry

ombre alate che scopano vicino
aumentato dai morti
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
siete il mio compagno
chi chiamerŕ il vento
alla mezzanotte
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
sto morendo
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi

 



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