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la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
benchè sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
ha detto
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
potremmo ma sapere

 



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