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grandmother poem

la neve bisbiglia circa me
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
lungo le serie
ho detto
amo rubare per un po'via
la notte scorsa la luna piena ha posto un panno del bianco
come come le stelle questo il bianco, facce nameless
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calic
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
della l'oscurit e pace nel mia base finale
semplicemente parlando

 



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