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halloween poetry

sotto la luna della raccolta
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
mai in tutta la mia vita
prenda i miei bracelets
nella terra silenziosa
contro la fiamma verde dell'cratego-albero
cara moglie
scattando in su, cadendo
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento

 



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