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pumpkin poem

mille anni silenziosi fa
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
ascolti
perchè
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
ed ancora hanno camminato sopra
babylon -- dove vado sognare
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso
braided e tessuto

 



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