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halloween poem

non ci č moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
quindi non posso
dolce e forte
scattando in su, cadendo
dicami piů di meno o dicami di piů
ho vinto la corsa
una foschia stava guidando giů
qui si trova una signora la piů bella
quando vado di nuovo a terra
un miglio dietro
quando il velare dagli occhi č alzato
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous

 



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