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suicide poem

la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
quando vado di nuovo a terra
questi sono
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
alti pareti ed enorme
il mio figlio č guasto e sono ciechi andanti
cosě caduto
semplicemente parlando
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
il sole č in su
nobility della morte ancora

 



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