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sympathy poem

improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
scattando in su, cadendo
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
dal mare scintillante
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
su e giù va
contro la fiamma verde dell'cratego-albero
le ombre delle navi
sono il vento che esita
morbidamente piangendo
quelli sul superiore dicono che li conoscono, terra -- sono liars

 



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