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halloween poem

mi sono levato in piedi
sono una donna
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
dove io trovili
non prego per pace
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
nelle mattine nube-grige
siete bei e sbiaditi
spesso non cos?
quando vado di nuovo a terra

 



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