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romantic poem

la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
era non per quell'odore singolare
perch sono le cose che non hanno morte
scattando in su, cadendo
li ho detestati
il lampo ha esposto a flash ed ha alzato
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
ha incurvato l'inondazione
andato
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
la notte scorsa la luna piena ha posto un panno del bianco
ho lanciato il mondo

 



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