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short friendship poem

la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
sono vecchio e cieco
impaurito nient'altro, dico
la nerezza
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
bello
ho visto la prima pera
nobility della morte ancora
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro

 



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