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suicide poem

tristemente parlando
è aumentato e l'ambra era il tramonto sul fiume
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
glass-blower di tempo
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
dio
lungamente fa la luce solare di estate lucidare
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me

 



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