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ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
il fratello, sono fuoco
alti pareti ed enorme
o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
sia paziente, vita, quando l'amore č al cancello
stella-polvere e luce vaporous
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima č athirst
ma alas, sogni giusti
ho visto la prima pera
come le aquile sul high alto
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
l'odore del č aumentato cosě falso, le spine cosě allineare
il prato stava strisciando

 



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