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free love poem

nobility della morte ancora
uno sguardo è ma un raggio
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
quindi non posso
in sua tenda custodita
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
la penso splendido giusto
sotto la luna della raccolta

 



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