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ho visto la prima pera
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
sono una donna
bello
osservare di là
riempio questa tazza
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
ha incurvato l'inondazione
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
li prevedo
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
malinconia, azzurro era
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro
la nerezza

 



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