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pumpkin poem

ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
mescolisi
tristemente parlando
senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
alla mezzanotte
all'alba, ha detto
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
parla non bene
il padrone dei destini umani sono io
mai in tutta la mia vita
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguirò

 



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