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funeral poem

vedrň stasera una stella
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
come un uomo nudo io va
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
cara moglie
potrebbe conoscerla nella molla piů in anticipo
diami la fame
ho lanciato il mondo
come come le stelle č questo il bianco, facce nameless

 



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