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haiku poetry

la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
sono vecchio e cieco
quando un atto è fatto per la libertà
quindi non posso
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
il prato stava strisciando
che cosa era esso i motori detti
forse è materia che avete morto
è spesso non così?
truely
dicami

 



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