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i miss you poem

sono il vento che esita
sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
vi ricordate di
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
perchč facciali sempre basamento lŕ che rabbrividisce
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
quindi non posso
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
perchč
ho detto
ascolti

 



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