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suicide poetry

la notte scura ed i venti di inverno
glass-blower di tempo
non posso ora dirvi
il rullo triste del tamburo desonorizzato ha battimento
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
aumentato dai morti
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
ci la nave della perla
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
non giri la vostra testa
prenda i miei bracelets
come le aquile sul high alto
dio

 



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