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cara moglie
tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
era non per quell'odore singolare
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
una parola di volo di qui e l
come le aquile sul high alto
amo rubare per un po'via
non prego per pace
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
morbidamente piangendo
due file dei cavoli

 



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