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baby poem

desolato e solo
non rimanga nient'altro
i poets dicono a
questi sono
ascolti il mare suonante
contro la fiamma verde dell'cratego-albero
quando venite stasera
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscuritŕ
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
il corpo puň limitare
li ho fatti un'offerta tutto l'addio
dicami non

 



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