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scuro-eyed
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars
oscillato nella culla del profondo
splendor dolce
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
una vita sull'onda dell'oceano
glass-blower di tempo
città che non è una città
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi

 



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