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mother daughter poem

le canzoni antiche
sotto il timone del guerriero
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si è sviluppata
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
ma non posso ora leggerlo
babylon -- dove vado sognare
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
perchè sono le cose che non hanno morte
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano

 



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