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sex poem

non posso ora dirvi
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
una vita sull'onda dell'oceano
siete chiari
come esso
perchè
il sole è in su
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
quando ero un ragazzo all'università
era non per quell'odore singolare
la notte era nera e drear
siete vivi?
forse è materia che avete morto

 



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