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halloween poetry

amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguirò
prenda i miei bracelets
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
ascolti il mare suonante
vivo dalla riva del fiume
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
ha incurvato l'inondazione
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri

 



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