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type of poetry

semplicemente parlando
come esso
li ho sentiti nella notte
tutto l'mio amore per il mio dolce
all'interno della mia mano tengo
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
ci è uno che quella i amava una volta così tanto
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
sopra il fiume beckon a me
conosce un rilascio poco costoso
e pane del breaketh non di più
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili

 



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