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grandma poem

quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della cittŕ
vi ricordate di
il rullo triste del tamburo desonorizzato ha battimento
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
fate non sentirsi
la penso splendido giusto
ho lanciato il mondo
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
felicitŕ
impaurito nient'altro, dico
ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti

 



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