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veda lo sperimentale
i giorni hypocritic
dicami
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
il sole ha fatto un passo giù dal suo throne dorato
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
sono il vento che esita
la festività reale è stata fatta
ho vinto la corsa
all'alba, ha detto
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma

 



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