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cowboy poetry

passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
ancora tredici anni
basamento qui dal mio lato
non prego per pace
ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
ci sono tre sensi in cui gli uomini prendono
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
non ci č moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
diami la fame
cara moglie
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole

 



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