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happy birthday poem

un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
mi chiedono dove sono stato
è spesso non così?
la notte era nera e drear
in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente
pensieri tramite la mia testa
le canzoni antiche
musing, fra il tramonto e l'oscurità

 



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